Clara: You think a penniless nobody can threaten my position in high society?
Elena: I am not threatening anyone; I am simply letting the financial evidence speak for itself.
Clara: Eat!
At an elegant American outdoor charity banquet with a visible American flag, a fair-skinned American blonde woman in a white suit violently shoves another woman's face into a large bowl of salad with realistic USA skin texture[cite: 1].
Elena: Ah! Get off me!
Clara: That will teach you to ever speak to me with attitude again.
Elena: You just assaulted me in front of hundreds of witnesses!
Clara: Witnesses who wouldn't dare cross a Sterling family member for a thousand lifetimes.
A fair-skinned American man in a tailored suit laughs mockingly while watching from the banquet table[cite: 1].
Richard: Funny! That's what happens when beggars try to crash our private events!
Elena: You think this is a joke, Richard? Your offshore accounts are already frozen.
Richard: Shut your mouth before I have security throw you out into the street.
Elena slowly lifted her head, wiping dressing from her face while struggling to hold back tears[cite: 1].
A sharp gasp rippled through the surrounding tables alongside the rustling of expensive silk gowns[cite: 1].
Elena: You both will regret every single second of this humiliation.
Clara: Call the groundskeepers and have this trash removed immediately.
Elena pushed herself up from the table, her eyes burning with an intense, unyielding fire.
Can Elena maintain her composure long enough to execute her ultimate plan against the arrogant couple?
Elena: Don't worry, Clara. I'm not going anywhere until the show starts.