The grand ballroom of the St. Regis was filled with music, champagne, and the city’s elite.
Julian stood near the center of the room, looking dashing in his fitted black tuxedo.
He held a crystal glass filled with sparkling champagne, smiling at the surrounding guests.
Tonight was supposed to be the best night of his life, celebrating his upcoming wedding to Victoria.
He raised the glass to his lips, ready to take a drink to toast his fortune.
Elena: Stop! Don't drink that!
Before Julian could react, a young woman in a uniform rushed forward and slapped the glass away.
The crystal glass crashed onto the bright marble floor, shattering into dozens of pieces as liquid splashed everywhere.
The music seemed to die instantly as the loud shatter echoed across the massive room.
Groom’s Friend: What on earth just happened?
Julian: What are you doing, idiot?!
Julian’s face flushed with pure fury as he stepped directly into the woman's space.
She was wearing a plain white shirt and a black skirt, standing tall despite his towering anger.
Elena: Your fiancée mixed something in your drink.
Julian: Are you out of your mind? Victoria would never do that!
Elena: Look at this screen right now.
She held up her phone, showing a video clip playing on the screen.
Julian’s eyes locked onto the glowing display as a quiet, tense silence fell around them.
On the screen, a delicate hand poured a strange green toxic liquid into his exact glass.
Julian’s jaw dropped, his face turning completely pale as horror replaced his anger.
Julian: You... you saved my life.
Elena: You need to look closer at who you are about to marry, Julian.
Julian trembled, realizing the person he trusted most had just tried to kill him.