Mark stepped back from Leo and turned toward the main crowd.
The guests were chatting softly as if nothing bad had happened.
They picked up their sparkling drinks from the long serving tables.
Mark felt a wave of anger wash over his whole body.
He took fast tracking steps toward the grand outdoor buffet table.
The table was loaded with expensive pastries and a multi-tiered cake.
Silver platters gleamed under the bright Texas sky.
Mark reached the edge of the long wooden banquet setup.
He grabbed the solid wooden frame with both hands.
Without warning, he violently shoved the heavy table with all his strength.
The entire structure tipped forward with a massive crashing sound.
Platters, fruit bowls, and the tall multi-tiered cake hit the stone ground.
Glass cups shattered into hundreds of sparkling pieces across the patio.
Food flew in every direction, staining the pristine white tablecloths.
The sudden loud destruction silenced every person in the yard.
Vanessa jumped back while screaming in sudden fright.
Her shimmering gold dress was splattered with red punch juice.
Mark turned around with explosive fury in his posture.
He clenched his fists tightly right in front of the flag.
Mark: YOU REJECT MY SON? I REJECT THIS FAMILY!
His voice roared through the entire residential neighborhood.
An older gray-haired woman in an elegant lace gown gasps loudly.
Evelyn, Mark's mother, threw her hand up to her mouth in horror.
She looked at the destroyed buffet table with wide shocked eyes.
Evelyn: Mark, have you lost your mind completely today?
Mark: No, mother, I finally see things clearly now.
He picked up Leo gently into his strong arms.
The boy held onto his father's neck tightly.
Mark did not look back at the ruined food or shocked faces.
He walked straight toward the side gate of the estate.