Victoria: Mark, darling, why are there three police cruisers parked in our driveway?
Mark: Step away from the crib, Victoria. Don't you dare touch my daughter again!
Victoria stood near the grand archway of the nursery, holding a small travel bag. Her fake smile froze the moment she saw Mark walk in, followed closely by two armed police officers, Marcus, and Elena.
Victoria: Mark, what is the meaning of this circus? Why is that disgusting maid back in my house?
Detective Harris: Victoria Davis, you are under arrest for attempted felony murder, child endangerment, and filing a false police report.
Victoria: What?! Are you insane?! She’s the one who dropped Lily! Mark, tell them!
Mark: We saw the cloud backup footage, Victoria. Every single second of it. We saw you push my daughter off the balcony!
Victoria: That... that camera was supposed to be offline! You lied to me!
Detective Harris: Put your hands behind your back right now, ma'am!
Victoria shrieked in rage as the metal handcuffs clicked around her wrists. She kicked and screamed as the officers escorted her down the grand marble staircase—the exact same stairs where she had tried to ruin Elena’s life just hours before.
Mark: Elena... I don't even know how to begin to ask for your forgiveness.
Elena: You were blinded by someone you trusted, Mark. But baby Lily is safe now, and that's all that ever mattered to me.
Mark: You saved my daughter’s life twice today. Once from the drop, and once from that monster.
Elena: She’s a innocent little baby. I would do it again a thousand times.
Mark: I'm firing my entire legal management team tomorrow morning. I want to hire you back, not as a maid, but as the head manager of this entire estate with a full salary, a private apartment on the grounds, and full oversight of Lily's care structure.
Elena: Mark... you don't have to do all that.
Mark: It’s the absolute least I can do. You are family now, Elena. Real family protects one another.
Elena walked over to the crib, reaching down to gently wipe a tear from little Lily's soft cheek. The baby cooed softly, reaching her tiny hands up to grab Elena’s thumb, safe at last in the arms of the woman who had sacrificed everything to protect her.
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