Sarah slid across the slick floor and caught the falling blanket just in time.
She pulled the crying baby tight against her chest and rolled safely onto her side.
The infant shrieked in terror as Sarah held him safely away from the dangerous ledge.
She sat up on the floor with her breath coming in quick ragged gasps.
Tears rolled down Sarah's cheeks as she checked little Liam for any signs of injury.
The baby was completely unhurt, though his tiny face was bright red from crying loudly.
Sarah rocked him gently while her entire body trembled from the intense shock of the moment.
Evelyn backed away toward the hallway wall with a cold terrified expression on her face.
Her face looked pale and her hands were trembling violently at her sides.
Evelyn: Give me that baby right now, Sarah!
Sarah: I will never let you near this child again, ma'am!
Evelyn: You are just a maid in this house!
Sarah: You were going to drop him over that balcony edge!
Evelyn: It was an accident and you saw it completely wrong!
Sarah stood up slowly while holding little Liam securely in her strong protective arms.
She looked Evelyn straight in the eye with a fierce courage she did not know she had.
Sarah: I heard everything you said on your phone call moments ago!
Sarah: I know about the secret DNA test and your plan to escape the family estate!
Evelyn's eyes widened in sheer panic as her dark secret was laid completely bare.
She rushed forward and grabbed Sarah's arm in a desperate attempt to grab the baby.
Evelyn: You will keep your mouth shut if you value your job here!
Sarah pulled away firmly and pointed toward the grand main staircase leading down.
Sarah: Get away from us right now before I call the local police department!
Evelyn stumbled backward into a large wall mirror with a loud sudden thud.
The heavy glass frame rattled violently against the painted wall behind her back.
She clutched her shoulder in pain while staring back at Sarah with bitter hatred.
Suddenly the sound of heavy dress shoes echoed loudly from the front entrance hall below.
The heavy double front doors clicked open and slammed shut against the marble frame.
Mark Sterling walked into the grand hall holding his leather briefcase in his hand.
He had returned early from his morning business meeting to surprise his young family.
Mark stopped near the bottom of the staircase when he heard the frantic loud crying upstairs.
He looked up toward the upper balcony landing with a look of sudden deep concern.
Mark: What on earth is going on up there right now?
Sarah moved toward the top of the stairs while holding the crying infant close.
Sarah: Mr. Sterling, please come up here immediately!
Evelyn gasped in horror as she realized her husband was standing in the foyer below.
She quickly rubbed her eyes and tried to force tears of fake distress down her face.
Mark dropped his heavy briefcase onto the floor and bolted up the wooden stairs.
His face was red with confusion and fear as he reached the top landing level.
He looked between his weeping maid and his pale distressed wife standing near the wall.
Mark: Sarah, why are you holding Liam like that?
Sarah: Sir, your wife just tried to endanger your infant son's life!