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Sarah didn't hesitate for a single microsecond as Richard's heavy hand lunged forward through the air. With explosive speed and flawless precision trained through ten years of martial arts coaching before her husband's passing, she spun her body in a rapid, fluid arc.
Her red dress whipped through the room with a loud swoosh sound as her heel landed squarely into the very center of Richard's chest. The powerful high roundhouse kick sent the large man flying backward through the air, crashing hard onto his back on the cold, unforgiving marble floor.
A collective gasp echoed through the crowded ballroom as champagne glasses rattled loudly on surrounding dining tables.
Billionaire Richard: AGHH! My chest! My ribs!
Guest 1: Oh my god! She just kicked him across the floor!
Guest 2: Did you see that incredible move? He actually went airborne!
Sarah: NEVER TOUCH MY DAUGHTER! CALL 911 RIGHT NOW!
Richard lay groaning on the hard floor, gasping for air as he clutched his deeply bruised ribs in total shock and agony.
Billionaire Richard: You... you crazy woman! Security! Eliminate her now!
Sarah: I said call the police immediately! Let everyone see who the real criminal is in this room!
Head of Security: Ma'am, stay right where you are! Do not make another move!
Two tall security guards rushed into the center of the hall, standing cautiously between Sarah and the groaning billionaire.
Sarah: I am not going anywhere. My seven-year-old daughter was physically assaulted by this dangerous man!
Billionaire Richard: She attacked me without warning! Look at me! I am severely injured!
Sarah: Because you laid hands on an innocent child who did nothing wrong!
Head of Security: Mr. Vance, are you alright? Can you stand up on your own?
Billionaire Richard: Arrest her! Have her thrown into maximum security prison today!
Lily: Mommy, is the bad man going to hurt us again?
Sarah: No, sweetheart. Nobody is touching you while I am still breathing.
Guest 3: Look at his coat pocket! Something shiny is hanging out from the lining!
The head of security paused, looking down at Richard's gold suit jacket as the wealthy man struggled to sit up straight on the floor.
Head of Security: Mr. Vance, hold completely still for a second...
Billionaire Richard: Don't touch me! Get this crazy catering woman out of here right now!
Head of Security: Sir, your diamond watch is tucked inside your internal breast pocket lining.
The entire room went dead silent as the security guard reached down and slowly pulled out the gleaming gold watch for everyone to see.
Sarah: Imagine that. It was on his own arrogant body the whole time.
Lily: I told you, Mommy! I told you I didn't take it!
Sarah: I know, baby. I always believed you from the start.