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The Wicked Truth

The heavy grandfather clock in the corner ticked loudly, breaking the heavy silence that had settled over the grand estate.

At an upscale American family estate with subtle décor, a fair-skinned little girl in a yellow dress points forward angrily[cite: 1].

Lily: That woman is so wicked[cite: 1]!

Margaret: Lily, sweetheart, come here. Tell me exactly what you saw in the courtyard.

Victoria: The child is making things up, Margaret. She has an overactive imagination.

Lily: I am not making it up! I saw everything from behind the rose bushes!

Victoria's face twitched, her smooth facade cracking just a fraction as she stepped toward the doorway.

Victoria: Little girls who tell lies end up in very serious trouble around here.

A fair-skinned blonde American woman wearing an elegant necklace gasps in horror, her face turning pale[cite: 1].

SFX: Shocked gasp[cite: 1]

Victoria: (Stuttering) That... that is a complete fabrication! You have no proof!

Margaret: Proof of what, Victoria? Why are you suddenly panicking if she's just a child telling stories?

Victoria: Because she's disrupting the peace of our household right before the wedding ceremony!

A fair-skinned maid in a classic uniform gently holds the little girl by the shoulders, trying to calm her[cite: 1].

Maid: Lily, no...[cite: 1] please hush for a moment and let your grandmother handle this.

Lily: No, Clara! Everyone needs to know what she did to our family!

Clara's hands were warm and steady as she guided the trembling child back from the center of the room.

Clara: Take a deep breath, sweetie. Just tell us what you saw her do with your own eyes.

Lily: She had her phone out near the safe when nobody else was looking!

Victoria took a sharp step forward, her manicured fingers digging into the fabric of her designer skirt.

Victoria: Clara, take this insolent child upstairs immediately or you'll find yourself out on the street!

Margaret raised her hand, silencing Victoria with a single, icy glare that commanded total authority.

Margaret: Nobody is going anywhere until my granddaughter finishes her sentence.

Can the young girl reveal the full extent of the betrayal before Victoria silences her for good?

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