Elena pressed her palms against the slick marble, trembling as the coldness seeped through the fabric of her dress.
Elena: You've truly lost your mind, Julian.
Julian towered over her, his expression twisting into an ugly mask of pure contempt.
Julian: I am protecting my legacy from parasites like you.
Elena: That legacy was built on stolen trust funds and forged corporate documents!
Julian: Keep your voice down before I forget myself entirely.
The woman lies on the floor crying as the man steps forward and slaps her across the face in anger.
Voice (Man - BOLD & ANGRY): "Don't disgrace my family anymore!"
SFX: Loud slap
The sharp crack echoed off the vaulted ceiling, silencing the nearby orchestra instantly.
Elena: You hit me... in front of hundreds of people...
Julian: You brought this humiliation on yourself.
A tall woman in a pristine white wedding gown stepped out from the VIP lounge, her smile dripping with malice.
Clara: Is the trash cleared away yet, darling?
Julian: Almost, my love. Just teaching her a final lesson about boundaries.
A fair-skinned American woman in a white wedding gown stands over the fallen woman with a smug smile.
Voice (Woman in Dress - BOLD & COLD): "Search her belongings."
Elena: Leave my things alone! You have no authority to touch my property!
Clara: Security, check her bag. She's probably trying to steal corporate secrets for her divorce lawyer.
Elena: You're insane, Clara. You stole my husband, and now you want to steal my dignity?
Clara: Dignity is something you earn, Elena, not something you beg for on a ballroom floor.
Will Julian and his new bride get away with this public assault, or is justice waiting just around the corner?
Elena: You'll regret every single second of this.