Arthur pulled Elena forward so everyone in the room could see clearly.
The dark purple bruises stood out terribly against her fair skin surface.
The guests began whispering loudly, pointing at the severe injuries shown.
Arthur raised his hand, commanding complete silence throughout the large foyer.
His voice echoed off the high marble walls like loud thunder shocks.
Arthur: Look at the monster standing before us today!
The entire crowd turned to stare directly at Clara in her dress.
Clara did not look ashamed at all as she stepped forward boldly.
She glared at Elena with intense hatred burning in her bright eyes.
Clara: She tried to ruin my perfect day with her lies!
Clara: She deserved everything she got in that room earlier!
A collective gasp rose from the shocked crowd of family friends.
Clara had just admitted to attacking her own sister before the ceremony.
She had trapped Elena in the side room over the inheritance papers.
When Elena refused to sign away her rights, Clara lost her temper.
She had shoved Elena violently against the heavy antique wooden desk.
Julian fell to his knees on the marble floor with a loud thud.
He clutched his hands together, sobbing uncontrollably in deep shame now.
He had known about the assault but was too afraid to speak.
Clara had threatened to end their engagement if he told anyone today.
Julian crawled across the cold floor toward Arthur's shiny black shoes.
Julian: I am sorry, Mr. Vance!
Julian: I am so sorry I did not stop her earlier!
Arthur pulled his leg back, looking down at Julian with pure contempt.
Arthur: You watched this happen and said nothing to protect her?
Julian: She forced me to stay quiet, I was scared of her!
Arthur: Cowardice is no excuse for letting an innocent person suffer.
Clara lunged toward Elena, her manicured hands raised in absolute rage.
Clara: Shut up, Julian, stop embarrassing yourself on the floor!
Clara: Dad, she has been plotting against me for months now!
Arthur stepped between Clara and Elena, blocking her path completely now.
His eyes were wide with venomous anger as he glared at Clara.
The veins on his temples pulsed hard against his pale forehead skin.
Arthur: Do not take another step toward this girl today, Clara.
Clara: You are taking her side over your own blood daughter?
Arthur: Blood does not give you the right to abuse people!
The wedding guests watched in total disbelief as the drama unfolded.
Several older family members pulled out their phones to call help.
The picture-perfect wedding had turned into a scene of absolute ruin.
Clara stood in her white veil, surrounded by her own cruel actions.
She showed no remorse, only anger that her plan had failed miserably.
She had wanted the inheritance and the perfect wedding all at once.
Instead, her violent nature had been exposed to the entire city.
Julian remained on the floor, weeping tears of pure regret now.
He realized his silence had destroyed any chance of a peaceful future.
Arthur looked at the crowd, his voice shaking with intense emotion.
Arthur: This wedding is canceled, effective right this very second.
Arthur: Leave this house now, all of you, except the police.
The guests began quietly filing out toward the large front doors.
The venue that was filled with joy now felt like a courtroom.
Elena leaned against the wooden railing, her strength completely gone now.
Arthur kept his protective arm around her shoulders the entire time.
He looked back at Clara with a look of finality in his eyes.
Arthur: You are entirely dead to this family from now on!