Sarah grabbed the small plastic bag violently, trying to rip the crucial evidence apart before anyone could secure it. But Elena was much faster, pulling her hand back instantly and stepping behind Mark's heavy dining chair for safety.
Two male guests immediately stood up from their seats, moving around the long table to block Sarah from moving any closer to the maid. The atmosphere in the warm house had turned completely into a high-tension crime scene within mere minutes.
Mark: Do not touch her, Sarah! You are only making yourself look completely guilty in front of all our closest friends!
Sarah: You are all turning against me because of a poor maid who wants to ruin my happy marriage!
Guest One: Sarah, sit down right now! We all saw the video on the phone screen with our own eyes!
Sarah: Get your hands off me! You do not know what goes on behind closed doors in this big house!
Elena: I know what goes on, Sarah. I heard you talking on the terrace late last night to your high-priced lawyer.
Sarah stopped moving abruptly, her breath catching in her throat as her eyes widened with genuine panic and terror. She looked at Elena as if the quiet young maid had suddenly turned into a dangerous ghost standing right inside her home.
Elena looked straight into Mark's tired eyes, ready to drop the final piece of missing information about his deceitful life. She explained how she had overheard Sarah discussing the strict details of Mark's prenuptial agreement during a private phone call.
Under the terms of their marriage contract, Sarah would receive almost nothing if she simply filed for a normal divorce from her rich husband. But if Mark passed away unexpectedly from a sudden medical accident, his entire estate, life insurance, and company stock would instantly go to her.
Mark felt a sharp pain in his chest that had nothing to do with any poison, but everything to do with complete heartbreak. He had given this woman everything she ever asked for, buying her luxury cars, diamond rings, and expensive tropical vacations.
Mark: Is that true, Sarah? Did you plan all of this just because you wanted my money without staying married to me?
Sarah: He was never going to give me what I deserved! I sacrificed my whole life building his public image!
Mark: I gave you everything! You lived like a queen while I worked eighty hours every single week of my life!
Sarah: You cared more about your corporate empire than you ever cared about me or my personal happiness!
Elena: That gives you no right to take his life, Sarah. You are a cold monster who only cares about wealth.
Sarah let out a loud, bitter scream of frustration, realizing that her elegant cover was completely blown in front of everyone. She turned around sharply and sprinted toward the main front entrance of the massive house, desperate to escape the scene.