Arthur: Elena... tell me she is lying! Tell me you didn't do that!
Arthur turned his head slowly toward the upper floor, looking up at his new wife with eyes full of utter disbelief and mounting rage.
Elena: Arthur, darling! Don't listen to her! She is completely crazy! She is making up lies to get me in trouble!
Arthur: Making up lies?! My daughter is shaking in terror!
Elena: The baby slipped from my hands while I was showing her the view! It was a terrible accident! Clara is exaggerating everything because she hates me!
Clara: She told me about the trust fund! She said she wanted Lily out of the way so she could take the whole estate and the life insurance money!
Elena: Shut your mouth, you peasant! You are fired! Get out of my house this instant!
Arthur: NO ONE IS GOING ANYWHERE!
Arthur dropped his briefcase onto the floor. His face turned bright red, his jaw clenched tight as fury took over every inch of his body. He turned toward the grand staircase and began charging up the steps with explosive speed.
Elena: Arthur, wait! Listen to me! Let me explain!
Arthur: You stay right where you are!
Arthur sprinted up the stairs, taking three steps at a time, his heavy dress shoes pounding loudly against the wooden steps. Elena backed away from the balcony railing, her hands shaking as panic finally set in.
Elena: Arthur, please calm down! We can talk about this like civilized adults!
Arthur: Civilized?! You dropped a one-year-old child off a tenth-floor balcony!
Arthur reached the top floor landing in seconds. He rounded the corner near the railing and marched straight toward Elena, his eyes locked on her like a predator.
Elena: I am your wife! You have to believe me over a maid!
Arthur: You are a monster!
Before Elena could step back any further, Arthur reached out, grabbed her by the shoulder, and delivered a hard, stinging slap across her right cheek.
Elena: AHH!
The sharp sound of the slap echoed across the high ceiling of the mansion. Elena stumbled backward, clutching her bright red cheek, her eyes wide with shock and pain as she stared at her husband.
Elena: You... you hit me?! How dare you lay a hand on me!
Arthur: I ought to throw you off this balcony myself for what you just tried to do to my innocent baby girl!
Elena: I will sue you for domestic abuse! I will call my divorce lawyer and take every single asset you own!
Arthur: You won't get a single dime! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW! CALL 911!
Arthur raised his voice so loudly that the windows rattled in their frames. He pointed forcefully toward the exit down below.
Arthur: Clara! Call 911 right now! Tell the police we have an attempted murderer in the house!
Clara: Calling them right now, Mr. Vance!
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