The sound of approaching police sirens echoed from the long estate driveway outside.
Guests in the garden began looking around in utter confusion at the commotion.
Victoria tried to turn around and run toward the rear kitchen exit corridor.
The two estate security guards stepped in her way, blocking her escape path.
She collapsed onto her knees right on the liquid-stained white marble floor.
The expensive lace of her wedding gown soaked up the spilled, poisoned drink.
Julian stood tall, shaking his head as his entire world completely flipped around.
He looked at Clara, who was standing quietly with her phone held tight.
Julian: Clara, how did you even catch her doing this inside the suite?
Clara: I was delivering fresh towels to the master bathroom next door, sir.
Clara: I heard her whispering on the phone about life insurance policies.
Clara: I pulled my phone out through the curtain gap to protect you.
Julian: You risked your entire livelihood and safety to save my life.
Clara: My father always taught me that doing right matters more than comfort.
Julian took a deep breath, feeling an immense wave of gratitude wash over him.
Two local police officers entered the grand ballroom with swift, purposeful steps.
Julian pointed directly toward Victoria kneeling on the wet marble floor.
Julian: Officers, this woman attempted to poison me before our wedding ceremony.
Julian: We have clear video evidence and the liquid sample right on the floor.
Officer: Ma'am, stand up slowly and put your hands behind your back.
Victoria wept loudly as the metal handcuffs clicked securely around her wrists.
Her father rushed into the room, staring in horror at his daughter's arrest.
Victoria's Father: Julian, what is the meaning of this absolute disgrace?
Julian: Your daughter just confessed to trying to end my life, Arthur.
Julian: Your entire family is banned from stepping foot on my land again.
The officers led Victoria away through the grand doors into the bright daylight.