Richard: You little witch! I'll ruin you for this!
Clara: Make her pay for destroying our gala!
The woman in the blue dress suddenly steps forward and delivers a powerful slap across the blonde woman's face[cite: 1].
A loud slap echoed sharply across the courtyard, followed by a collective gasp from the surrounding tables[cite: 1].
Clara: Ow! You... you actually hit me?!
Elena: That was for my father, and for every innocent investor you defrauded.
Richard: Grab her! Someone tackle that girl right now!
Before any security guard could move, two federal agents stepped between Elena and the enraged couple.
Federal Agent: Step back, Mr. Sterling. Any interference with federal witnesses is a felony offense.
Clara: She struck me in the face! Look at my cheek! Arrest her instead!
Federal Agent: We have video footage of your assault on her from three different camera angles, Mrs. Sterling.
A close-up tracking shot showed the blonde woman clutching her cheek, frozen in disbelief and outrage with natural American facial features and realistic skin texture[cite: 1].
Clara: What? How dare you?! Do you know who my husband is?!
Richard: My father-in-law founded half the institutions in this city!
Elena: And your father-in-law left his entire estate to me in his true, unadulterated will.
Clara's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water as the full weight of her reality crashed down.
Can the disgraced couple find any escape route from the steel handcuffs waiting for them?
Elena: The game is over, Clara. Put your designer handbag down and prepare for arrest.