The heavy impact hit Mark's knees with a loud cracking thud.
He slid across the polished floor while pulling his child to his chest.
Tears poured down Mark's face as he squeezed the crying infant tightly.
Mark: My baby! No, no, no!
The young child screamed in terror but was completely unharmed from the fall.
Mark panted heavily while holding his son's small head against his shoulder.
The entire room fell into an absolute, stunned silence.
Mark slowly raised his tear-filled eyes toward the top balcony level.
Victoria was leaning over the railing with a cruel, mocking sneer on her face.
A terrifying wave of absolute rage surged through Mark's whole body.
He stood up slowly from the cold marble floor with ultimate authority.
Mark: Don't you ever dare to touch my child again!
Victoria turned around quickly to run down the hallway toward the back exit.
She stepped forcefully onto her own long gown in her frantic rush.
Her expensive pearl necklace snapped instantly under the sudden immense tension.
Hundreds of round white pearls scattered across the smooth marble floor steps.
Victoria slipped on the loose beads and lost her balance completely.
She tumbled heavily down the hard steps and crashed onto the floor below.
Her body hit the light marble near the grand framed American flag wall.
She groaned in intense pain while clutching her swollen ankle on the ground.