Sarah took a slow breath as she looked up at the towering ceiling above.
Sarah: Ma'am, please move back toward the room.
Victoria laughed softly, a bitter sound that echoed off the high marble walls.
Victoria: Why should I listen to a maid like you?
Sarah: That railing is not safe for the child!
Victoria: I do what I want in my own house!
Sarah stepped closer to the bottom step of the grand staircase.
Her hands were trembling, but she tried to keep her voice very steady.
She knew that panicking might make the cruel woman act even more recklessly.
Victoria adjusted her hold on the blanket, shifting the baby closer to the edge.
Little Leo began to cry softly, sensing the cold wind from the open doors.
Sarah: Give him to me, please!
Victoria: You care about him too much, Sarah!
Sarah: He is just a baby who needs safety!
Victoria: He stands between me and everything I deserve!
The harsh truth was finally out in the open air between them.
Victoria did not want the responsibility of raising another woman's son.
She wanted the full control of the trust fund and the family mortgage documents.
She thought that if something happened, she would be the sole heir to the wealth.
Sarah realized that arguing with the woman would not change her dangerous mind.
She had to act quickly to save the child from a terrible drop.
Victoria leaned out further, holding the swaddled baby over the dangerous void.
Victoria: Let us see if you can catch him!
She intentionally loosened her grip on the cloth blanket.
The child slipped from her hands and dropped straight down into the air.
Sarah did not hesitate for even a single second.
She threw herself forward across the slippery white marble floor.
She slid on her knees, stretching her arms wide toward the falling blanket.
The air rushed past her ears as the child fell closer to the stone.
With a desperate gasp, Sarah caught the baby firmly against her chest.
She rolled onto her side to absorb the heavy impact of the catch.
The child screamed in surprise, but he was completely unhurt in her arms.
Sarah held him tight, pulling the soft blanket up around his small head.
Tears of deep relief streamed down her pale cheeks onto the cold floor.
Sarah: I have you safe now, little one.
She squeezed her eyes shut as her whole body shook with terror.
Up on the balcony, Victoria stared down with wide and angry eyes.
Her cruel plan had failed because of a quick maid who refused to step back.
Footsteps echoed outside the heavy double doors of the main front entrance.
The storm had driven Julian home earlier than anyone in the house expected.
Sarah knew the battle for the truth was only just beginning in this house.
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