Clara grabbed a clean mop and a bucket filled with warm soapy water.
She walked out onto the sunny stone patio surrounding the blue swimming pool.
Two large American flags fluttered gently in the soft morning breeze.
The water in the deep pool sparkled under the clear summer sun.
Clara began scrubbing the light marble tiles near the pool edge quietly.
She kept thinking about the cold expression on Victoria's face moments ago.
Victoria wanted control over every single dollar in the family estate.
Clara knew that baby Leo stood directly in Victoria's greedy path.
If anything ever happened to Leo, Victoria would inherit everything through Arthur.
Clara wiped sweat from her forehead and looked up toward the mansion balcony.
She saw Victoria standing on the upper terrace holding a silver phone.
Victoria was speaking softly into the phone while looking down at the pool.
Clara could not hear the words, but she felt a strange chill.
She finished scrubbing the outer edges of the wide patio stone walk.
Inside the house, the sound of small baby cries began to echo.
Clara set her mop down immediately and turned toward the glass doors.
Before she could step inside, Victoria walked out holding the baby stroller.
Victoria pushed the stroller roughly toward the slippery marble patio area.
Baby Leo was sitting inside the stroller wrapped in a soft white blanket.
Clara: Ma'am, please be careful near the slippery water!
Victoria: Mind your own business and keep scrubbing those tiles!
Victoria pushed the stroller right up to the very edge of the pool.
The wheels were resting only inches away from the deep blue water.
Clara felt her stomach drop as she saw the terrible danger immediately.
Clara: Move him back right now, Victoria!
Victoria: Do not speak to me in that tone, maid!
Clara: The ground is wet and the stroller can roll in!
Victoria smiled a dark, cruel smile that made Clara's blood turn cold.
She deliberately kicked the stroller wheel lock to release the brake handle.
The stroller began to tip dangerously forward toward the deep end water.
Victoria: Take this child and explain it to Arthur!
Clara dropped her bucket and sprinted forward across the slick patio floor.