David's chest heaved with explosive anger as he held Lucia's face gently between his hands. The pain and suffering she had endured over the past two years were entirely his family's fault. He leaned down and pressed a soft, desperate kiss against her forehead, feeling her warm tears against his lips. The deep love he had buried inside his heart reignited with absolute power, burning away every trace of doubt or hesitation.
David: I am never letting you go again, Lucia. I swear to you on my life, she will pay for every single tears you cried.
Lucia: David, please don't make a scene. She has too much power and money. She will ruin you too!
David: Let her try. I don't care about her money or her high society reputation anymore.
David took Lucia firmly by the hand, lacing his fingers through hers tightly. He walked out of the narrow service area, pulling her along with him toward the grand ballroom on the main floor. Lucia tried to pull back, embarrassed by her faded maid uniform and messy hair, but David refused to let her slip away again. They walked past hotel staff and staring guests, marching directly toward the double doors of the brightly lit ballroom where hundreds of wealthy executives were gathered.
Inside the grand ballroom, crystal chandeliers glittered brightly over rows of round tables decorated with expensive white roses. Eleanor stood near the center stage, dressed in a sparkling gold gown, chatting comfortably with Evelyn's wealthy father and several city officials. Evelyn was standing beside her mother, whispering angrily about David's sudden disappearance in the hallway. The crowd turned toward the entrance as the heavy mahogany doors burst open, revealing David holding hands with a hotel maid in a stained blue uniform.
A quiet gasp echoed across the vast room as conversations instantly ground to a halt. Eleanor's confident smile vanished in a split second, replaced by a look of sheer horror as her eyes locked onto Lucia's face. She dropped her wine glass, sending shattered glass and red liquid splashing across the pristine marble floor.
Eleanor: David! What is the meaning of this outrageous behavior? Release that woman immediately!
David walked straight up to the central stage, pulling Lucia up beside him. He grabbed the microphone from the podium, his voice booming across the silent ballroom through the powerful sound system. Every eye in the room was fixed on them in utter shock.
David: Take a good look at this woman, everyone! This is Lucia, my lawful wife whom my mother declared dead two years ago!
Evelyn stepped forward, her face turning bright red with anger and humiliation as she pointed her manicured finger at David.
Evelyn: David, you are embarrassing us in front of the entire city! Get this filthy maid out of here right now!
David: Shut up, Evelyn! My mother paid men to kidnap my wife, staged her suicide at the river, and threatened her family just to keep us apart!
The room exploded into shocked whispers as guests pulled out their phones to record the unbelievable scene unfolding on stage. Eleanor stepped toward the podium, her hands shaking violently with rage as she tried to regain control of the room.
Eleanor: He's lying! The boy has lost his mind to grief! Security, remove this crazy maid from my event right now!