Marcus Vance sat near the massive glass window of his top-floor city office.
Bright morning sunlight flooded the room and washed over the polished white marble floor.
A massive American flag hung on the wall right behind his expensive executive desk.
To the rest of the business world, Marcus was a helpless billionaire trapped in a wheelchair.
A car accident two years ago had supposedly taken away the use of his legs.
His rivals smiled behind his back and waited like vultures for his company to fall.
His six-year-old daughter Lily sat on the soft rug nearby, quietly playing with her dolls.
Lily was the only good thing left in his life after his beloved wife passed away.
The door opened, and a woman named Victoria walked into the sunny room with confidence.
She wore a bright red silk dress that matched her cold and ruthless ambition.
Victoria was the lead nurse hired by the family trust to handle his daily medical treatments.
She walked with a smooth stride, carrying a small metal tray draped with a white cloth.
Marcus turned his head slowly and gave her a tired look from his leather chair.
"Is it time for my afternoon injection already, Victoria?" Marcus asked in a weak voice.
Victoria gave a slick smile that never reached her bright blue eyes.
"Yes, Mr. Vance, this special formula will help your weak muscles relax," Victoria replied softly.
She carefully reached down and lifted a small glass syringe filled with clear fluid.
Lily looked up from her toys and watched the red-dressed woman closely.
The little girl noticed something strange about how the nurse held the sharp needle.
Victoria moved closer, keeping her body turned slightly away from the large desk camera.
Lily's eyes widened with sudden panic as she saw the clear chemical inside the glass tube.
She dropped her favorite doll on the floor and scrambled quickly toward her father's chair.
"Daddy, don't let her touch you!" Lily screamed in a small, terrified voice.
Victoria froze for a second, her smile instantly vanishing into an ugly scowl.
"Lily, sweetie, go back to your toys while I help your father," Victoria commanded coldly.
"No, Mr. Cow, don't! There's poison in that injection!" Lily shouted while crying hysterically.
The little girl clung desperately to her father's arm, shaking with real horror.
Marcus felt his heart hammer against his ribs as he stared directly into Victoria's eyes.
The nurse's face twisted with pure malice when she realized her dark plan was exposed.