The autumn wind blew softly through the tall glass windows of the grand estate.
Inside the mansion, small baby Lucas was sleeping peacefully on the soft silk sofa.
He was only eight months old and completely unaware of the anger around him.
Brenda stood over the small child while holding a silver pitcher filled with ice water.
Her bright green gown rustled loudly as she stepped closer to the sleeping baby boy.
She looked around the massive living room to make sure nobody was watching her.
Brenda hated the child because he inherited the family estate from his late mother.
She wanted all the wealth and property for herself and her own future kids.
Her hands gripped the heavy silver pitcher as her eyes turned cold and cruel.
Without a single second of hesitation, she tipped the pitcher right over the infant.
Freezing ice water poured all over the tiny baby and his warm cotton blanket.
Lucas woke up instantly and began to scream from the freezing cold shock.
Brenda leaned down close to the baby's pale face with a dark scowl.
Brenda: Cry all you want!
Brenda: You don't belong here!
Maria the maid was wiping the marble hallway tables just around the corner.
She heard the sudden cold splash and the sharp sound of screaming crying.
She dropped her yellow dusting cloth onto the shiny floor and started running fast.
Maria rounded the corner into the living room and saw the horrifying sight.
Brenda was laughing softly while the tiny baby shivered in wet ice water.
Anger rushed through Maria as she sprinted straight toward the green gown.
She shoved Brenda hard away from the sofa to protect the helpless baby.
Brenda lost her footing on the slick floor and fell backward onto the marble.
The loud crash of Brenda falling echoed through the tall ceilings of the home.
Maria ignored the screaming woman and immediately reached down for the small infant.
She scooped up the soaked baby boy into her warm arms to protect him.
Maria: Don't you touch this child!
Brenda sat up on the hard floor while rubbing her sore elbow in anger.
Her hair was messy and her expensive green gown was wrinkled and dirty.
Brenda: You crazy servant girl, you will pay for putting hands on me!
Maria wrapped her dry linen apron around the freezing infant to warm him up.
Lucas burred his tiny head into Maria's shoulder while sobbing uncontrollably.
The maid stepped backward toward the grand front hallway to find help quickly.
She knew that the baby needed warm towels and dry clothes right away.
Brenda slowly stood up from the cold floor with pure hatred in her eyes.
She glared at Maria as if she wanted to destroy the brave maid completely.
The heavy oak double doors of the mansion suddenly swung open with a bang.