Julian: Put my son down on that couch and get out before I throw you out myself!
Clara: I won't let you hurt him, Mr. Vance! He’s breathing now, but he needs a doctor!
Victoria: Julian, let her speak! What actually happened?
Victoria rushed down the grand staircase, her silk robe trailing behind her. Her hands trembled as she reached for her baby.
Julian: Stay back, Victoria! She’s trying to cover her tracks because she was careless!
Clara: Mrs. Vance, please listen to me. I was wiping the baseboards near the entry table when I heard a heavy thud and a cry.
Julian: She’s making things up to save her job!
Clara: I ran over and saw the infant carrier overturned on the side table! The baby was sliding onto the edge, and I lunged across the floor to catch him!
Victoria: Overturned? How could the carrier overturn by itself?
Clara: It didn't overturn by itself. Someone left it precariously on the edge of the marble console!
Julian: Are you accusing me of being careless with my own son?
Clara: I'm not accusing anyone of an accident, Mr. Vance. But I know I didn't drop him. I saved him.
Julian grabbed Clara by her forearm, squeezing tightly until she winced in pain.
Julian: You're a hired maid, Clara. Your word means nothing against mine in this city.
Clara: Let go of me!
Victoria: Julian, stop it! Unhand her this instant!
Julian: She’s trying to sue us, Victoria! Can't you see what she's doing? She's setting up a lawsuit!
Clara: I don't care about money! I care about this baby's safety!
Julian: You're fired! Effective immediately! Leave the premises or I’ll have the security guards drag you to the street!
Clara: You can fire me, but you can't delete what the foyer camera recorded.
Julian froze, his grip on her arm loosening slightly as his face drained of color.
Julian: The foyer camera is broken. It’s been down for maintenance all week.
Clara: Is that why you insisted on handling the baby near the front door alone this morning?
Julian: What is that supposed to mean?
Clara: You knew the camera was off. You thought no one was watching.
Victoria: Julian... why would the camera be off? You told me the security system was fully updated yesterday.
Julian: She’s trying to confuse you, Victoria! Don't listen to a word this liar says!
Clara: Mrs. Vance, look at the baby's blanket. Look at the clip on the side.
Victoria stepped closer, taking her baby gently from Clara’s arms and inspecting the blue swaddle blanket.
Victoria: This isn't the clip I used this morning...
Clara: Because that isn't your baby's blanket. It belongs to someone else.
Julian: That is enough! Security! Get in here right now!
Two uniformed estate guards opened the front door, stepping inside with stern expressions.
Julian: Escort this woman off the property immediately. She is trespassing and dangerous.
Clara: I’m going, but I’m going straight to the police station.
Julian: Go ahead! No one believes a broke maid over a Vance!
Clara grabbed her bag from the side chair and looked Victoria dead in the eye before walking toward the entrance.
Clara: Check his coat pocket, Mrs. Vance. Check what he was holding before he slammed the door.
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