Richard slid hard across the polished light marble floor like a runner.
His brown velvet suit jacket rubbed rough against the smooth shiny stone.
He stretched out his strong arms with all the strength he had.
He caught the falling girl safely in his arms right before impact.
The heavy breath sound echoed through the entire high white foyer space.
Maya sobbed bitterly against her father's warm protective chest without stopping.
Richard held her close and rocked her gently on the stone floor.
Richard: You're safe now. Shh...
He held his crying daughter tight while looking up in deep alarm.
His face twisted into explosive furious rage as he stared at Evelyn.
Evelyn began rushing down the white staircase with fast loud steps.
She tried to fake tears and make desperate excuses for her action.
Evelyn: It was an accident, Richard! She slipped from my hands!
Richard: No... You!
The room felt suddenly ice cold despite the bright daylight flooding inside.
Richard handed the terrified child off safely to a trusted house nanny.
He stepped up abruptly in intense rage toward the lying woman.
He yelled out loud to express all his hidden stored pain.
Richard: You tried to harm my innocent little baby girl today!
Evelyn: You are misunderstanding everything right now my dear husband!
Richard: I saw your hands push her over the wooden rail!
Evelyn took two quick steps back toward the white main wall.
She realized her mask had fallen completely in front of everyone present.
The staff members gathered in the hall with total shock visible.
Richard confronted her with a furious stern voice that shook the walls.
Richard: Don't you ever lay a hand on my daughter again!
Evelyn stumbled back and dropped to the marble floor in shock.
She clutched her face in sheer panic and began crying fake tears.
Nobody in the room felt any pity for the cruel stepmother.