The entire grand terrace fell into a heavy and terrifying silent pause.
Corporate guests stopped taking pictures and stared at the young boy.
Victoria turned completely pale, stepping back toward the glass entry doors.
Victoria: It is a lie, he is making it up!
She raised her shaking hands defensively as if to hide her face.
Mark looked from his trembling nephew directly toward Victoria's nervous face.
He had always known she cared deeply about his massive money estate.
His massive life insurance policy named his future wife as the main beneficiary.
If the helicopter crashed during their pre-wedding trip, she would claim millions.
Before anyone could speak another word, a loud mechanical click echoed outside.
A sudden blinding flash of yellow light burst from the helicopter engine.
A massive explosion ripped through the tail rotor and blew the doors off.
Thick black smoke rolled across the green grass toward the marble terrace.
Heat waves washed over the crowd, forcing everyone to scream and drop low.
Mark held Toby close to his chest and blocked the flying dust.
When the loud noise subsided, the helicopter was engulfed in bright flames.
The pilot had luckily been standing near the lawn bar taking a drink break.
He stared at the flaming wreckage with his jaw completely open in terror.
Every single guest turned their eyes back toward Victoria's white face.
She took another step backward, trying to reach the wide interior hallway.
Victoria: I had nothing to do with that horrible mechanical failure!
Mark stood up to his full height, his eyes full of blazing anger.
He stepped directly into her path, blocking her only clear exit line.
Mark: You tried to kill me for my company and my money!
Victoria tried to brush past him with an arrogant frown on her face.
Victoria: Move out of my way before I call my private lawyer!
Mark grabbed her firmly by her blazer sleeve to stop her escape.
Mark: You are not going anywhere near a car or a phone!