Mark reached the table in a split second of motion.
He grabbed the hot soup pot directly from Lily's hands.
Lily gasped loudly and nearly fell off the wooden stool.
Mark caught her safely with his strong left arm first.
He lifted her down onto the solid floor behind his body.
Then he lifted the heavy iron pot high above the table.
He slammed the metal pot down into the center of the table.
Bright orange soup and hot vegetables splashed across the white tablecloth.
Hot liquid sprayed onto the fancy clothes of the nearby guests.
Women screamed loudly and pushed their chairs backward in shock.
Glass wine cups tipped over and shattered against the plates.
Evelyn stepped back with a sharp gasp of total horror.
Evelyn: Mark, you have completely lost your mind!
Mark: Everyone out of my house right this second!
Evelyn: These are important people for your company business!
Mark: You have five minutes to leave my estate!
The guests scrambled quickly to gather their leather purses and coats.
Nobody dared to look Mark in his furious eyes.
They rushed out the side doors toward the driveway in panic.
Mark held Lily tightly against his side as she cried soft tears.
He looked down at her burned hands with deep heartbreak.
Evelyn remained standing near the end of the messy table.
Her glittering silver dress was spotted with hot orange soup.
She tried to put on an angry fake smile for Mark.
Evelyn: I was only teaching the girl proper manners!
Mark: You abused my child in my own home!