Mark helped Hannah sit up against the white wall.
Her ankle was badly swollen from the rough fall.
Tears of frustration rolled down Hannah's pale cheeks.
Margarethe walked quickly toward the mansion security office upstairs.
She opened the digital control panel with a private key.
The wall was lined with bright security video screens.
Margarethe tapped the screen interface with her manicured fingers.
She selected the main hallway folder for that afternoon.
Margarethe: No court will ever see this footage.
She clicked the permanent delete button three times fast.
The system screen flashed red as files vanished forever.
Margarethe laughed quietly to herself inside the quiet room.
She thought her position and fortune were completely safe.
Downstairs, Mark handed Hannah a glass of cold water.
Mark: Are you okay to stand up now, Miss Hannah?
Hannah: My father trusted her so much, Mark.
Mark: Your father was a good man who loved you.
Hannah: Now she has destroyed the last legal evidence.
Mark: Do not lose your hope just yet, my child.
Hannah looked up into the old butler's kind eyes.
She knew that Mark was a very wise man.
He had installed the home security setup years ago.
Margarethe walked back down the stairs with full confidence.
Margarethe: The hallway camera system suffered a total glitch.
Hannah: You erased the video files deliberately!
Margarethe: Prove it to a judge if you think so.
Mark: I am calling an emergency medical team now.
Margarethe: Do not call anyone to this property, Mark!
Margarethe pulled her costly leather handbag over her shoulder.
She planned to drive to her corporate legal office downtown.
She wanted to file the final probate paperwork right away.
If she filed first, Hannah would lose all claims.
Margarethe: Leave this property before I return this evening.
Hannah: This is still my legal home, Margarethe.
Margarethe: Not anymore, you poor penniless girl.
Margarethe walked past them out the double front doors.
The heavy iron door slammed shut with a bang.
Hannah buried her face in her trembling hands.
Hannah: Everything is gone, Mark.
Mark: Follow me to the basement utility room, Hannah.
Hannah looked up at the butler in deep confusion.
Hannah: Why would we go down to the basement?
Mark: Because some secrets are saved in safe places.