Victoria's face instantly drained of color. Her eyes darted up toward the dark glass domes mounted near the roofline of the luxury mansion. For a second, the arrogant look on her face completely vanished, replaced by a flicker of sheer panic.
Victoria: Those... those cameras don't work. The system has been offline for maintenance all week.
Elena: That's funny, ma'am. Because the security team fixed the entire system yesterday morning. I watched them test the motion sensors right over the pool area.
Sarah: Is that true, Elena?
Elena: Every angle of this backyard is recorded in high definition, saved directly to the cloud server in the main office.
Sarah: Did you hear that, Victoria? High definition. They'll get a crystal-clear view of your hand shoving a two-year-old baby into seven feet of water.
Victoria: It... it was an accident! I was trying to catch her from falling!
Sarah: You just told me she slipped on her own! You can't even keep your own lies straight for two minutes!
Victoria: Sarah, please... let's talk about this like reasonable adults. We don't need to drag the police into family matters.
Sarah: Family? You aren't family! You're the gold-digger who broke up my marriage and tried to eliminate my daughter so your own kids would get Richard's full estate!
Victoria: That's libel! I love Lily like she was my own stepdaughter!
Sarah: You pushed her into a pool filled with flowers to hide the splash! You planned this!
Elena: Emergency services are on the line, Sarah. The dispatcher is asking if the baby needs an ambulance.
Sarah: Tell them yes! Tell them a toddler was attempted to be drowned by her stepmother at the Miller mansion!
Victoria: Hang up that phone right now! Elena, if you say another word to that dispatcher, I'll fire you on the spot without a reference!
Elena: You don't pay my salary, Mrs. Victoria. Mr. Richard's company account pays me, and my loyalty is to this baby's life, not your ego!
Sarah: Give me the phone, Elena.
Sarah took the phone and pressed it firmly to her ear, keeping her eyes locked on Victoria, who was now beginning to pace nervously near the pool chairs.
Sarah: Hello? Yes, dispatcher. My name is Sarah Miller. I'm at the Miller estate on Oakridge Drive. My two-year-old child was just thrown into the swimming pool by her stepmother, Victoria Miller. We have full security camera footage of the incident. Please send police and medical assistance immediately.
Victoria: You're making the biggest mistake of your life, Sarah!
Sarah: No, Victoria. My mistake was trusting you around my family. But that ends today.
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