Ethan lifted his phone.
For a moment, Victoria didn’t move.
Then she whispered:
“Ethan, don’t.”
He looked at her.
“Why?”
Victoria’s lips parted, but no words came out.
Ethan opened the baby-monitor app.
The recording loaded.
There was Victoria entering the room.
There was Leo sleeping peacefully.
There was the iron.
Then the steam.
Again.
And again.
Ethan’s face changed.
Sarah watched him silently as the video continued.
Victoria leaned over the crib and whispered something that made Ethan’s blood run cold.
“If you keep crying, your father will blame Sarah.”
Ethan stopped the recording.
“What did you just say?”
Victoria began shaking her head.
“I was angry. I didn’t mean it.”
“You put a hot iron over my son’s crib.”
“I didn’t touch him!”
“You pressed the steam button three times!”
Victoria burst into tears.
“Ethan, I was only trying to scare him.”
Sarah tightened her arms around Leo.
Ethan stared at his fiancée.
“Why?”
Victoria wiped her cheeks.
“Because he hates me.”
Sarah looked at her.
“He’s a baby.”
Victoria suddenly snapped.
“He’s the reason everything changed!”
The room went silent.
Ethan frowned.
“What does that mean?”
Victoria realized she had said too much.
“Nothing.”
“No,” Ethan said. “Tell me.”
She backed away.
“I just meant that after Leo was born, you stopped caring about me.”
Ethan shook his head.
“That still doesn’t explain this.”
Then Sarah noticed something on the floor beneath the crib.
A small black device.
She crouched and picked it up.
“What is this?”
Victoria went completely still.
Ethan took it from Sarah.
His expression darkened.
It wasn’t a baby monitor.
It was a hidden audio recorder.
And it had been placed inside Leo’s nursery.
Ethan looked at Victoria.
“You put this here?”
She didn’t answer.
Sarah suddenly remembered something.
Two nights earlier, Victoria had asked her a strange question.
“Does Ethan usually check the nursery cameras?”
At the time, Sarah hadn’t thought anything of it.
Now she understood.
Victoria hadn’t been trying to hide what she was doing from Sarah.
She had been trying to find out whether Ethan would ever discover it.
Ethan connected the recorder to his phone.
There were dozens of recordings.
He played the most recent one.
Victoria’s voice filled the room.
“Once Sarah is blamed for hurting Leo, Ethan will fire her.”
Another voice answered.
A man’s voice.
“Then what?”
Victoria whispered:
“Then Ethan will finally sign everything over to me.”
Ethan froze.
Sarah looked at him.
“Everything?”
He opened another recording.
Victoria’s voice came through again.
“The house. The accounts. The company shares. Everything.”
Then the man’s voice asked:
“And the baby?”
There was a long silence.
Victoria finally answered:
“Once Ethan believes Sarah is dangerous, he’ll send Leo away.”
Ethan’s phone slipped slightly in his hand.
Sarah’s face went pale.
Leo whimpered against her shoulder.
Ethan immediately walked toward Victoria.
“You planned to take my son away from me?”
Victoria stepped backward.
“Ethan, listen—”
“No.”
He held up the phone.
“You’ve been recording us.”
Victoria started crying.
“It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.”
Sarah stared at her.
“Who is the man?”
Victoria said nothing.
Ethan played the recording again.
This time, Sarah recognized the voice.
Her eyes widened.
“Mr. Ethan…”
He looked at her.
“What?”
Sarah swallowed.
“I’ve heard that voice before.”
“Where?”
“In the house.”
Ethan stared at her.
“When?”
Sarah looked toward the hallway.
“Three nights ago.”
Victoria suddenly screamed:
“Don’t tell him!”
Everyone froze.
Because that was the first time Victoria had admitted there was something else.
Something much bigger.
And Ethan now understood that the baby, the recordings, and the attempt to frame Sarah were only the beginning.