Liam: Chloe! Chloe, hold on!
Chloe: Papa! It is so cold!
Liam: I've got you, sweetheart. I've got you.
Liam dropped to his knees right beside the stone fountain, ignoring the water ruining his suit.
Chloe: She pushed me, Papa.
Liam: I know, baby. Let's get you out.
Chloe: I hit my elbow on the rocks.
Liam: You are safe now. Just breathe.
Liam lifted the soaking wet girl into his arms and held her tightly against his chest.
Veronica: I... I didn't touch her! Her foot slipped on the floor!
Liam: Do not lie to me.
Veronica: I am not lying! The floors are very slippery!
Liam: I saw you grab her shoulders from across the room.
Veronica: You must be mistaken. I was just trying to help her find her parents.
Liam: By throwing her into a fountain?
Veronica: She tripped! She is a clumsy little girl.
Chloe: She is a liar, Papa. She grabbed me really hard.
Veronica: Don't listen to her. Children have wild imaginations.
Liam: Keep your mouth shut.
Veronica: Excuse me? Do you know who I am?
Liam: I don't care who you are. You assaulted my child.
Veronica: It was an accident! You are blowing this way out of proportion.
Liam: My daughter is shaking like a leaf.
Veronica: She shouldn't have been standing in the middle of a high-class event.
Liam: She was standing exactly where I told her to wait.
Veronica: Well, that is poor parenting on your part.
Liam: Are you actually blaming me right now?
Veronica: I am simply stating facts. This is an exclusive charity gala.
Liam: And?
Veronica: Street children shouldn't be wandering the halls unattended.
Liam: She is not a street child.
Veronica: Have you seen her dress? It is practically rags.
Chloe: You're mean!
Veronica: Quiet, you little brat.
Liam: If you speak to her like that one more time, I will have you arrested.
Veronica: Arrested? For what? Slipping on a wet floor?
Liam: For battery.
Veronica: You have no proof of anything.
Liam: There is a camera pointing directly at this fountain.
Veronica looked up quickly, her fake smile faltering for a split second.