The video timestamp showed ten o'clock on Tuesday morning.
In the video, tiny baby Leo was crying inside his wooden crib.
Victoria walked into the nursery wearing a fine designer coat and sunglasses.
She picked up the baby's pacifier and set it far out of his reach.
Then she pulled the nursery door closed and locked it from the outside.
The video kept playing for four long hours with the baby crying alone.
Mark felt a wave of absolute nausea hit his stomach.
He stared at the screen while his hands began to shake violently.
Mark: You left him locked in here for four straight hours?
Victoria: He was safe in his crib, nothing could harm him!
Mark: He was a nine-month-old baby crying alone in the dark!
Victoria: I had an important charity foundation meeting to attend!
Mark: You told me on the phone that you were feeding him lunch!
Mark swiped to another video recording from five days ago.
This video showed Elena coming into the room to check on the baby.
Victoria entered right behind her and yelled furiously at the maid.
Victoria grabbed Elena's arm roughy and dragged her out of the room.
She threatened to fire Elena and throw her out onto the street.
Mark tapped the screen and paused the video on Victoria's angry face.
He looked up at his wife who was standing near the nursery window.
Mark: You threatened to destroy her life because she cared for my son?
Victoria: She was disobeying my direct orders as mistress of this house!
Mark: You are not the mistress of anything in this home anymore.
Victoria's eyes went wide with sudden real panic.
Victoria: Mark, please, you are letting your emotions get the better of you!
Victoria: I was stressed out with managing this huge estate all alone!
Mark: You had three full-time staff members helping you every single day!
Mark: You did not care about Leo, you only cared about my money!
Mark pulled out his cell phone from his inner suit pocket.
He dialed the direct personal number for his chief legal counsel.
Victoria stepped forward rapidly and tried to grab his phone away.
Victoria: Do not call the lawyers, we can talk about this privately!
Mark stepped back firmly and pushed her hand away with cold authority.
Mark: Hello, Arthur? I need you to draft emergency divorce papers right now.
Mark: I also need an emergency custody order and a restraining order prepared.
Victoria let out a loud shriek of anger and stomped her foot on the rug.
Victoria: You cannot throw me out, I am your legal wife!
Mark: You signed the prenuptial contract, Victoria, read clause fourteen again.
Mark: Any act of willful child neglect completely voids your financial settlement.
Victoria's face drained of all color as the truth finally hit her.