Richard: Children don't lie with their instincts. She's terrified of you, Patricia.
Patricia: She's traumatized because of what happened! She's confused! Richard, look at me!
Patricia reached out to touch Richard's arm, her face contorted in a mixture of fake sorrow and rising panic. She tried to force another tear down her cheek.
Patricia: I am your wife. We swore vows in front of hundreds of people. We built this luxury life together. Are you really going to throw away our marriage because of a maid's crazy story?
Richard: A maid who has a severe bruise on her knees and chest from saving my daughter's life! A maid who dove onto marble while you stood at the top of the stairs with clean hands!
Patricia: I was trying to reach her! I ran down as fast as I could!
Maria: Mr. Davis, there is one more thing. The security cameras in the main foyer might be offline, but the nanny cam in the teddy bear near the framed American flag is connected to a separate cloud server.
Patricia froze instantly. Every drop of color drained from her face. Her lips began to tremble uncontrollably as she stared at the stuffed animal resting on the side console table under the flag artwork.
Patricia: What nanny cam...? There's no nanny cam in the foyer!
Maria: Mr. Davis had it installed last month when we hired the new night nurse. It records 24/7 directly to his phone app.
Richard: That's right. It operates on a completely independent battery backup and cellular network.
Richard pulled his smartphone out of his inner jacket pocket. His fingers moved quickly across the glass screen as he accessed the security application. Patricia watched him in absolute horror, taking a slow step backward toward the curved staircase.
Patricia: Richard... wait... let's talk about this in private. We don't need to do this in front of the help.
Richard: Be quiet, Patricia.
The phone screen lit up, displaying the recorded video buffer from five minutes prior. The footage was crystal clear, captured in high-definition video.
Richard: Here it is. High angle view of the second-floor landing.
Richard watched the screen. His eyes widened in absolute horror as he saw the footage play out. The video clearly showed Patricia walking up to the toddler, picking her up, carrying her to the railing, and cold-bloodedly lifting her over the edge before letting her fall.
Richard: You... you monster.
Patricia: Richard, please! It was an accident! I lost my grip! The air was humid, my hands were slippery!
Richard: YOU DROPPED MY DAUGHTER ON PURPOSE!
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