A Dallas Mansion Secret Exposes The Truth Behind Her Child

The second video clip showed the internal office of the estate's private wealth legal team.

Richard Vance was standing near the wall safe while handing a thick yellow envelope across the desk.

The person receiving the stolen custody files stepped into the overhead desk light.

It was Victoria's personal assistant and private driver Thomas.

Sarah looked from the digital screen straight into Victoria's wide terrified eyes.

Sarah: You paid him to frame me for negligence so Mark would lose his mind!

Victoria: That video is a fake Mark, you have to believe me!

Mark: I spent six months believing every single lie that came out of your mouth Victoria.

Mark's voice cracked with deep painful emotion as he looked at his ex-wife Sarah.

He realized the horrific mistake he had made when he drove Sarah out into the street.

He had let a ruthless predator into his home while kicking out the mother of his child.

Mark: I locked my own wife out of our home because Richard showed me altered police reports.

Sarah: Where is my son Mark, tell me he is safe right now!

Mark: He is safe with federal agents at a secure facility two miles from here Sarah.

Tears of instant relief poured down Sarah's cheeks as she sank back onto the bottom step.

Her chest heaved as the unbearable weight of six months of horror finally lifted away.

Her baby boy was alive and safe from the monsters who had stolen him for power.

Victoria moved quickly toward the heavy mahogany front doors, trying to slide along the wall.

She reached into her black designer handbag to pull out her car keys with shaking fingers.

Victoria: You cannot keep me here against my will Mark!

Mark: You are not going anywhere Victoria, the perimeter is already completely locked down.

As if on cue, heavy footsteps thundered up the outdoor stone walkway toward the front entrance.

The large double doors swung open wide once again, letting in the blinding morning light.

Four uniformed federal officers walked briskly into the foyer with handguns drawn and ready.

Behind them walked two state prosecutors carrying official federal arrest warrants in yellow folders.

The lead agent stepped directly past Mark and stopped right in front of Victoria.

Agent Miller: Victoria Hayes, you are under arrest for conspiracy, extortion, and child endangerment.

Victoria dropped her expensive leather bag onto the polished marble floor with a soft thud.

The metallic click of steel handcuffs echoed loudly through the high open space of the house.