Mark sat down at his large oak desk in the quiet study room.
He placed Leo on the soft leather couch beside brave Elena.
He picked up the security control tablet from the wooden desk drawer.
His fingers tapped the screen quickly to pull up the staircase feed.
Brenda walked slowly into the room, holding her arms tightly together.
She tried to put on a sweet, innocent smile for her wealthy husband.
Brenda: Mark, please think about our marriage and our future.
Brenda: I have been a devoted wife to you since our big wedding.
Mark: Be quiet, Brenda. I am watching the video now.
The high-definition screen brightened, showing the empty staircase clearly.
The video timestamp showed the exact time from ten minutes earlier.
Mark hit the play button and watched the high-definition footage intently.
He saw little Leo walking down the stairs holding the wooden rail.
Then he saw Brenda step out from the second-floor hallway space.
Her face on the screen looked completely cold and full of hatred.
She watched the toddler with a strange, dark look in her eyes.
Mark gasped as he saw her extend her foot on the video screen.
She clearly pushed her sharp heel down hard onto Leo's foot.
She deliberately tripped him and watched him fall forward down the steps.
She did not move an inch to try to save the falling toddler.
Mark felt a wave of cold rage wash through his entire body.
He slammed the control tablet down onto the dark wooden desk surface.
The loud noise made Brenda jump back toward the open doorway.
Mark: You tried to break my little boy's neck!
Brenda: Mark, it isn't what it looks like on that screen!
Mark: It is exactly what it looks like, Brenda!
Mark: You are a complete monster!
Elena: She wanted him out of the picture, Mr. Vance.
Elena: I heard her on the phone yesterday talking to a lawyer.
Mark turned his head fast to look directly at his house maid.
Mark: What lawyer, Elena? What did she say to him?
Elena: She was asking about the family trust fund and inheritance rules.
Elena: She asked if she would get everything if Leo was gone.
Brenda's face turned completely red with embarrassment and deep rage.
Brenda: You sneaky little maid! You were snooping on my call!
Elena: I was cleaning the hallway when you were shouting on phone!
Mark stood up slowly behind his massive desk, his fists clenched tight.
He realized the true evil nature of the woman he had married.
She had not loved him or his sweet young child at all.
She had only wanted his vast wealth and millions in real estate.
She was willing to harm an innocent toddler to get her hands on it.
Mark: Get out of my house right now, Brenda.
Brenda: You can't throw me out, Mark! I am your legal wife!
Brenda: Half of this mansion belongs to me under state law!
Mark: We signed a strict prenup, Brenda. You get nothing.
Brenda's mouth dropped open in shock as she remembered the document.
She had signed a prenuptial agreement before their grand wedding event.
It stated that any cruelty or illegal action would cancel all money rights.
She was completely trapped by her own greedy and dangerous actions.