Mark dropped to his knees right beside his crying little boy on the floor.
He gently caught Leo's small hands before the boy could touch the sharp porcelain.
Mark: Stop, buddy, don't touch the broken glass.
Leo looked up at his father with big tears rolling down his messy cheeks.
Leo: I wanted to make her happy, Daddy.
Mark: I know you did, sweetheart, and you did a great job today.
Chloe stepped forward from the dessert table while sipping her cold sparkling drink.
She looked down at the child on the ground with total contempt in her eyes.
Chloe: Even a dog wouldn't eat that disgusting pile of dirt!
Her cruel laughter echoed across the quiet courtyard as other guests turned to look.
Mark held his son tightly against his chest as his blood began to boil.
He closed his eyes for a brief moment to control the rage inside him.
For years, his family had treated him like an outsider because of his choices.
They hated that he married for love rather than money or social standing.
After his wife passed away, they treated little Leo with the same cold distance.
Mark had tolerated their rude comments in the past to keep the family together.
He realized now that trying to earn their love was a massive mistake.
Mark slowly stood up from the stone floor while keeping his son behind him.
His posture straightened completely as his expression shifted from deep grief to fury.
Evelyn narrowed her eyes at him while smoothing down her beige lace dress.
Evelyn: Do not look at me like that, Mark.
Evelyn: You brought a messy child to an important business meeting.
Mark: He is your grandson, Evelyn.
Evelyn: He is a distraction and a embarrassment to our family name.
Mark looked over at the long banquet table nearby packed with expensive cakes.
Silver dessert stands and crystal platters held thousands of dollars worth of pastries.
Fresh floral arrangements lined the edges of the white linen tablecloth perfectly.
Mark took two long strides toward the center of the luxury dessert table.
He grabbed the heavy wooden edge of the table with both of his hands.
With a surge of explosive power, Mark lifted the entire banquet table upward.
The massive table flipped completely over onto its side with tremendous force.
Platters of food and crystal glasses slammed onto the terrace floor violently.
Luxury cakes, cream pastries, and broken glass exploded in every possible direction.
Evelyn screamed loudly as chocolate cake splattered across her cream lace dress.
Chloe shrieked in horror while jumping backward to protect her silk shoes.