A heavy thud echoed through the grand luxury suite as the steaming iron hit the marble, sending a sharp spark across the pristine floorboards.
Clara: Oh, thank God... he's safe, he's untouched.
Evelyn: Get away from him! You ruined everything!
Clara: You are a monster! You tried to hurt your own flesh and blood!
Evelyn: He is nothing but a bastard child designed to steal my inheritance!
Clara dropped heavily to her knees in her navy blue uniform, her whole body shaking violently as hot tears streamed down her smudged face.
Clara: Get your dirty hands off that child! Don't you ever come near him again!
Heavy sobbing tore from Clara's throat as she pulled the bassinet closer, her chest heaving as she rocked the terrified infant against her heart.
Clara: Shh, baby, I've got you. Mommy's here... I mean, I'm right here, you're safe.
The baby lay in the white bassinet, crying loudly with tears streaming down its flushed face as the high-pitched wails filled the cavernous room.
Clara: Look at what you did to him! He's terrified!
Evelyn: Shut that brat up right now before I have security throw you out on the street!
Clara: Security won't save you this time, Evelyn. Not after what I just saw with my own eyes.
Clara lifted the crying baby securely in her arms, turning around with a face twisted in absolute fury and anguish.
Clara: Ethan! She tried to burn your baby with a hot iron!