Clara did not give Julian a chance to catch his wet breath.
She swung him around using his own momentum against his heavy frame.
She hurled him across the smooth floor toward the long catering line.
Julian slid out of control across the slick wet marble tiles fast.
He crashed hard into the side of the massive silver buffet table.
The long folding table buckled under his body with a deafening noise.
Silver serving dishes and cloches flew into the air with loud clangs.
Roast beef gravy and mashed potatoes spilled all over his wet suit.
Plates shattered on the floor into hundreds of sharp porcelain pieces.
Julian landed on his back surrounded by food and broken silver trays.
The entire hall was silent except for the sound of dripping water.
Victoria ran over to her son screaming in absolute panic and anger.
Look at what you did to my boy and his beautiful tuxedo!
Clara walked over slowly toward the ruined catering table in her dress.
Her white wedding gown remained spotless and untouched by the mess.
She stood over Julian as he sat in the spilled dinner food.
You kicked my mother like she was nothing on this floor earlier.
Now you are the one sitting in the mess you created yourself.
Julian looked up at her with food on his lap and water in his eyes.
Get out of my house right now Clara before I ruin you forever.
Clara laughed softly and pulled a small black folder from her dress sleeve.
She tossed the heavy leather folder right onto his wet lap below.
You think this house belongs to your family because of your name?
Julian frowned as his wet fingers opened the black leather folder carefully.
He looked at the official legal documents stamped with gold state seals.
His eyes grew wide as he read the lines written on the paper.
This estate does not belong to the Sterling family at all anymore.
My mother bought this entire country club estate three days ago outright.
Victoria gasped loudly and grabbed the papers from her son's wet hands.
That is impossible this land has been in our family for decades!
Your family went bankrupt six months ago and sold it to an investor.
That investor was my mother Martha using her late husband's trust fund.
The guests began to whisper loudly as the massive truth came out.
Julian realized he was sitting in food on a floor he did not own.