Victoria shook her head frantically, trying to pull her arms out of the security guard's grip.
Victoria: Officer, don't listen to him! This is a private family dispute! The little girl tripped over her own shoes!
Mary: She didn't trip! I saw her splash water, slap her face, and kick her on the floor!
Victoria: She's a servant! She's lying to protect her job!
Julian: Officer Davis, look at the top ceiling corners of this hall.
Officer Davis looked up, noticing the small, high-definition 4K security domes mounted near the grand chandeliers.
Julian: This entire foyer is monitored by a 24-hour cloud security system with high-fidelity audio.
Victoria: What... camera systems in a private mansion foyer?!
Julian: I installed them last month after a burglary attempt. Chief, pull up the video feed from ten minutes ago on the lobby tablet.
The head security guard tapped his tablet computer, turning the glass screen toward Officer Davis and his partner.
On the high-definition screen, the video played in crystal clarity.
Victoria was clearly seen grabbing a water glass, splashing it into Lily's face, delivering a heavy slap across the child's cheek, and forcefully kicking her onto the marble floor while screaming abuse.
Officer Davis: Good Lord... this is brutal.
Officer Miller: Look at the kick... the child was already on her knees.
Officer Davis: Ma'am, step away from the security team and turn around.
Victoria's jaw dropped as her entire body began to shake with uncontrollable terror.
Victoria: Officer! Please! It was a momentary loss of control! I'm an heiress to the Montgomery trust!
Officer Davis: I don't care if you're the queen of England, ma'am. You're under arrest for felony injury to a child, assault, and battery.
Officer Miller stepped forward, pulling Victoria's hands behind her back and clicking steel handcuffs around her wrists.
Victoria: AHH! The cuffs are too tight! You're hurting my wrists!
Officer Miller: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Victoria: Julian! Tell them to stop! My father will pay you millions! Please don't let them take me to jail!
Julian: You should have thought about jail before you laid your hands on my child.