Mark walked back into the warm chapel with Clara and their two children.
The wedding guests were standing up, whispering animatedly among themselves in groups.
Alyssa was at the back entrance, furiously whispering to her personal lawyer.
When she saw Mark return with Clara, her expression turned instantly hostile.
Alyssa: Why are you bringing that woman inside our expensive reception venue?
Mark: Because your fraud scheme ends right here in front of everyone.
Alyssa: I don't know what lies she told you, but I did nothing wrong!
Mark raised the forged property transfer documents high into the bright air.
Mark: You forged my signature to steal the mortgage title on their house!
Richard: Mark, keep your voice down! We have major business investors here!
Mark: I don't care about your corporate investors anymore, Richard!
Clara: Your bride kicked a nursing mother out onto the street, Mr. Vance!
The crowd gasped loudly as Clara spoke with genuine, raw pain.
Alyssa's father stepped forward, looking extremely uncomfortable in his formal suit.
Alyssa's Father: Alyssa, is there any truth to what this young mother says?
Alyssa: Father, she is just trying to extort money from Mark's estate!
Mark: My daughter identified your personal lawyer as the one who harassed them!
Mark pointed directly at the trembling female lawyer standing beside Alyssa.
Mark: Did you sign off on a fake notary stamp for my house?
Lawyer: Mark, I... I was only following the directions given to me!
Alyssa: Shut up, Sarah! Don't say another word to anyone!
The heavy chapel doors opened wide as two uniformed police officers entered.
The sound of heavy leather boots echoed across the silent room.
Police Officer: We received a report regarding real estate fraud and illegal eviction.
Mark: Officer, these forged documents were used to throw my kids outside.
Alyssa: This is a personal family matter! Get out of my wedding!
Police Officer: Ma'am, you need to step away from the altar right now.