The ambient laughter of the ballroom donors seemed to fade as Richard fixed his cold gaze entirely on the small child.
Richard: Let's teach these arrogant newcomers a lesson about who actually owns this room.
Clara: Stay away from her! Don't you dare take another step closer!
A fair-skinned American man in a tuxedo deliberately sticks out his foot, causing the little girl to trip and fall face-first, dropping her cupcake[cite: 1].
SFX: Fall impact, gasps[cite: 1]
Lily: Ow! Mommy, it hurts!
Clara: Lily! Oh, my God, my baby!
Richard: Oops. I guess someone forgot how to walk properly on flat ground.
Clara: You intentionally tripped a little girl! What kind of monster are you?!
Richard: Watch your tone. People who can't afford a five-thousand-dollar ticket shouldn't bring clumsy brats to a charity gala.
The surrounding guests turned their heads in shock, whispering among themselves as they stared at the fallen child.
Onlooker: Did he really just stick his foot out like that?
Second Onlooker: That's completely disgraceful behavior for a charity board member.
Richard smirked, dusting off his tuxedo sleeve as if he had just stepped over a stray piece of trash.
Richard: She should have stayed home where she belongs instead of ruining my evening view.
Clara's hands trembled with sudden, blinding fury as she knelt down beside the damaged dessert.
Can anyone hold this arrogant executive accountable for his cruel and reckless actions?