The sun was beating down on the marble terrace behind the grand mansion on the edge of town.
Mark stood near the glass doors of his living room while looking over several financial documents.
His younger wife Clara walked past the patio furniture in a dark green dress that caught the sunlight.
She held little Leo on her hip while looking down at her custom painted fingernails with slight annoyance.
Elena washed the dirty kitchen windows nearby while keeping a sharp eye on the small infant.
The young maid knew that Clara had never shown genuine affection toward the small innocent baby boy.
Leo was the sole heir to his late mother's massive life insurance policy and family trust fund estate.
If anything ever happened to Leo, the entire inheritance would instantly transfer over to Mark and Clara.
Elena noticed how close Clara was standing to the edge of the deep water swimming pool.
The infant squirmed in the summer heat while trying to reach for a floating plastic blue ball.
Clara stepped closer to the edge without tightening her arm grip around the small struggling child.
Elena dropped her yellow cleaning sponge into the bucket because her heart began to beat wildly.
A sharp splash echoed across the open stone courtyard as the baby slipped into the deep water.
Clara took two steps backward and raised both hands toward her face in an exaggerated fashion.
Clara: Oh my god!
Elena did not hesitate for a single second as she sprinted across the slippery wet stone tiles.
She threw her heavy body into the clear blue water without even taking off her rubber shoes.
The cold water stung her eyes, but she swam downward toward the small sinking infant below.
Her hands grabbed the back of the white jumpsuit and pulled the child back toward safety.
Elena broke through the surface of the water while gasping loudly for air with the baby.
Leo began to cough and cry violently as fresh air filled his tiny lungs once again.
Elena: He is okay! I saved him!
Mark burst through the sliding patio doors after hearing the sudden splash and the chaotic screaming.
His face turned pale white when he saw the wet maid holding his shivering young son.
Mark: Give him to me right now!
Mark reached out his large arms and cradled his crying son tightly against his warm chest.
Clara stood near the edge of the water while trying to force tears from her eyes.
Clara: It was an terrible accident, darling!
Elena climbed out of the swimming pool and pointed a shaking wet finger at the stepmother.
Elena: No, she is lying! She threw him in!