Veronica: Get out of my party right now! Go back to California!
Chloe: No... I just want to see my papa!
Veronica: Did you not hear me? I said get out.
Chloe: But my papa is inside.
Veronica: Look at you. Look at your dirty little brown dress.
Chloe: It is not dirty. My papa bought it for me.
Veronica: You are ruining the aesthetic of this entire event hall.
Chloe: I am just looking for my family.
Veronica: There is no one in this luxury event who is related to a street rat.
Chloe: Don't call me that.
Veronica: I will call you whatever I want. I am a VIP guest here.
Chloe: I don't care. I want my dad.
Veronica: Stop whining! You are giving me a headache.
Chloe: Please just let me walk past you.
Veronica: Absolutely not. Security should have tossed you out minutes ago.
Chloe: My dad told me to wait right here by the doors.
Veronica: Well, he is obviously a liar, just like you.
Chloe: He is not a liar!
Veronica: Don't you raise your voice at me, you little brat.
Chloe: Leave me alone!
Veronica's face twisted in pure, unhinged anger.
Veronica: I am going to teach you some manners.
Chloe: Don't touch me!
Veronica: You need to learn your place.
Veronica lunged forward, her hands aggressively grabbing the young girl by the shoulders.
Chloe: Stop it! Let go!
Veronica: I am removing you myself!
Veronica shoved the girl forcefully backward toward the massive indoor water fountain.
Chloe: Ahhh!
A loud splash echoed through the bright hall as the girl crashed into the freezing water.
Guest: Oh my goodness!
Guest: Did she just push a child?
Liam: Hey! What are you doing to my daughter?!
A man in a sharp black tuxedo sprinted across the light oak floors, his face pale with horror.