The red and blue lights flashed wildly against the nursery windows, casting eerie shadows across the walls. Downstairs, heavy knocking echoed through the grand foyer.
Ethan: Stay here with Lily, Elena. I’m going down to let the officers in.
Elena: Be careful, Mr. Vance.
Ethan: Lock this door from the inside until I come back with the police.
Ethan backed out of the room, keeping his eyes on Victoria, and slammed the heavy oak door shut. The lock clicked loudly into place.
Victoria: Open this door, Elena! Open it right now!
Victoria rushed to the door and beat her fists against the thick wood, her voice shrill and desperate.
Elena: Save your breath, Victoria. Nobody is opening this door until the police are standing right behind it.
Victoria: I’ll pay you! How much do you want?! One hundred thousand dollars? Two hundred thousand? I can transfer the money to your bank account right now! Just tell the police it was a misunderstanding!
Elena: My loyalty to this baby cannot be bought with your dirty money.
Victoria: You stupid, ignorant peasant! You could have been rich! You could have bought a house for your family!
Elena: I have something money can't buy. A clean conscience and a soul that isn't rotten.
Victoria sank to her knees against the door, breaking down into frantic, ugly sob. She knew her luxurious life was completely over. Her marriage, her social status, her access to millions of dollars—all reduced to dust in a matter of minutes.
Footsteps echoed up the stairs again, accompanied by the stern voices of police officers.
Officer Miller: Ma'am, this is the City Police Department! Step away from the door and put your hands where we can see them!
The lock turned from the outside, and the door swung open. Two armed officers stepped into the room, followed closely by Ethan.
Officer Miller: Victoria Vance?
Victoria: Officer! Thank God! My husband attacked me! Look at my face! He hit me!
Officer Miller: Ma'am, we’ve already reviewed the security footage provided by your husband’s security team downstairs. Stand up and turn around.
Victoria: What?! No! You don't understand!
Officer Miller: Turn around and place your hands behind your back!
The officer grabbed Victoria's arms, pulling them firmly behind her back. Cold metallic handcuffs clicked tightly around her wrists.
Victoria: Get your hands off me! Do you know who my father is?! You can't arrest me!
Officer Davis: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney...
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