The morning sun shone bright over the wealthy suburb of Dallas.
Ethan stood near the large living room window, looking at his newborn son.
His family business was growing fast, bringing in millions of dollars each year.
His new wife, Victoria, stood nearby wearing an expensive silk dress.
She smiled at Ethan, but her eyes remained cold and quiet.
A young maid named Sarah carefully cleaned the white marble floors.
Sarah had worked for Ethan's family for nearly three full years.
She loved the small baby boy with all of her heart.
Ethan trusted Sarah completely to take good care of his home.
However, tension had been growing in the house for weeks.
Victoria had married Ethan only six months after his first wife passed.
She constantly complained about the baby's thick trust fund legal papers.
Sarah noticed how Victoria glared at the child when Ethan left.
That morning, Ethan grabbed his heavy leather briefcase from the couch.
He had an important board meeting at his downtown Dallas office.
"I will be back before dinner," Ethan said softly.
He kissed his small son gentle on the top of his head.
Victoria smiled sweet and wished him luck on his big business deal.
As soon as the front door closed, her fake smile faded away.
Sarah felt a sudden chill run right down her spine.
She quickly moved toward the nursery to check on the quiet baby.
Victoria walked into the utility room with a strange, dark look.
She grabbed the heavy steam iron and turned the dial to maximum heat.
Sarah kept a close eye on her from down the long hallway.
She knew that something terrible was about to happen in that house.
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