The fate of the wicked woman

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INT. GRAND LIVING ROOM - LUXURIOUS MANSION - CONTINUOUS

The blonde woman lies sprawled on the cold marble floor, her glittery dress disheveled, tears of rage smearing her mascara. She holds her red, stinging cheek, looking up in utter disbelief.

The husband in the dark red velvet suit stands over her, his fists clenched, chest heaving with fury.

BLONDE WOMAN (Whimpering, innocent act crumbling) Julian... how could you? I was just trying to keep the baby calm—she attacked me!

HUSBAND (Voice booming, ice-cold) Shut up! I saw what was on the sofa. I saw the iron!

He turns toward the maid, who is trembling on her knees, clutching the crying baby protectively against her grey uniform. Tear tracks glisten down her cheeks.

MAID (Voice choking with emotion) Sir... she was going to burn him. She was going to hurt your son!

The husband kneels beside the maid. His harsh expression softens instantly as he looks at his terrified infant. He gently places a hand on the baby’s back and looks into the maid’s eyes.

HUSBAND (Sincere, choked up) You saved my child's life.

He stands up, pulling a leather wallet from his jacket, and steps over to the blonde woman on the floor.

HUSBAND (CONT'D) You're finished. The marriage, the wealth, the foundation—everything.

BLONDE WOMAN (Panicked, grabbing his ankle) Julian, please! You need me! You can't prove anything!

HUSBAND (Coldly pulling his leg away) Look up.

She glances up toward the gilded ceiling. A subtle security camera blinks with a steady red light directly above the sofa. Her face drains of all color.

Two heavy-set SECURITY GUARDS enter the living room through the arched doors.

HUSBAND (CONT'D) Take her to the front gates. Hold her until the police arrive with the video footage.

GUARD 1 Yes, Mr. Vance.

The guards drag the screaming blonde woman to her feet and force her out of the mansion. Her shrieks fade down the marble corridor until the front doors SLAM shut.

Silence returns to the grand room.

The husband walks back to the maid and extends a hand, helping her up. He wraps his arm around her and his son, pulling them both into a tight, protective embrace.

HUSBAND (Whispering) He’s safe now. We’re all safe.

Outside, police sirens begin to wail in the distance, cutting through the quiet estate grounds.

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