Robert closed the distance between himself and Mark very quickly.
His face twisted into an expression of pure, unbridled fury.
Robert: You will pay for letting them hurt my family!
He pointed a strict finger straight into Mark's chest aggressively.
Mark stood his ground despite the old man's overwhelming power.
Mark: I built that company with my own two hands!
Robert: You are nothing without the Vance family name behind you!
Sarah grabbed her father's arm to pull him back carefully.
Sarah: Dad, the press is watching us near the gate!
Robert shoved her hand away with sudden, powerful force.
He took another swift step forward directly toward young Mark.
Mark lost his footing slightly on the slippery lawn grass.
He stumbled backward into a row of white wooden chairs instantly.
The chairs crashed onto the ground with a loud bang.
Several female guests screamed out loud in sudden, sharp shock.
Elena fell to her knees crying on the wooden platform.
Elena: He has the full recording on his phone, Dad!
Robert stopped dead in his tracks at his daughter's words.
He slowly turned his head to look directly at Elena.
Mark stood up carefully, brushing dirt off his gray suit.
He held up his small black smartphone with a smile.
He had recorded their entire private conversation about the stolen money.
The truth was now safe inside a digital cloud storage file.