Lady Beatrice: Father! Help me! Don't let them take me away in front of the servants!
Lord Arthur: You should have thought about that before you slapped Clara and tried to end my life.
Lady Beatrice: Clara! Tell them you made a mistake! I'll give you fifty thousand pounds cash if you delete that video right now!
Clara: Money can't buy back my safety, ma'am. Or His Lordship's life.
Detective Davies: Attempting to bribe a primary witness in front of police officers... add that to her charge sheet, Jenkins.
Officer Jenkins: Duly noted, Detective.
Lady Beatrice was dragged out through the grand dining room arches, screaming and kicking as her heels scraped against the polished marble floor.
The heavy front doors of the mansion slammed shut, leaving the dining room in a peaceful, serene silence once again.
Lord Arthur took a deep breath and turned toward Clara, his eyes showing profound gratitude.
Lord Arthur: Clara, my dear child... come sit down at the table.
Clara: Oh, no, Your Lordship. I'm just a waitress, I shouldn't sit at the head table.
Lord Arthur: Nonsense! You saved my life today. You are a hero in this house from this moment on.
Thomas: Indeed, Clara. You saved us all from a terrible tragedy.
Lord Arthur: Clara, how much do you earn as a waitress here?
Clara: Twelve pounds an hour, sir. I work extra shifts so I can pay for my university tuition.
Lord Arthur: Starting today, your hourly wage is tripled. And as for your university tuition, my family estate foundation will pay for every single penny of your education.
Clara: Your Lordship... I don't know what to say! That's too generous!
Lord Arthur: You gave me my life back, Clara. A university degree is the very least I can offer you in return.
Clara: Thank you so much, Lord Arthur! You have no idea what this means for my family!
Lord Arthur: Thomas, pour us fresh glasses of fruit juice from the kitchen pantry. We have a brave young woman to celebrate tonight!
Thomas: Right away, Your Lordship!
Lord Arthur looked up at the oil painting featuring the British flag hanging proudly on the stone wall.
The darkness that had threatened to destroy the historical estate had been swept away by the bravery of a simple waitress who refused to stay silent.
And as the evening sun set over the green hills of the estate, justice was finally restored under the mansion's grand stone arches.