The heavy glass entrance doors suddenly swung wide open.
A tall man walked through the threshold with absolute authority.
David wore a tailored dark blue suit with polished black shoes.
Four uniformed security guards followed directly behind his heels.
The ambient chatter in the grand ballroom died down quickly.
David looked around the room with sharp scanning eyes.
He immediately heard the soft weeping of his young daughter.
His calm facial expression turned into pure frozen anger.
David marched through the crowded room with long heavy strides.
Guests moved out of his way without saying a word.
He spotted Lily crouched down near the ruined dessert cart.
David immediately dropped to his knees on the hard floor.
He pulled the crying girl into a tight warm hug.
Lily wrapped her small arms tightly around her father's neck.
David cradled her head and whispered sweet comforting words softly.
He checked her tiny hands for any physical marks or bruises.
He saw the red outline on her soft delicate skin.
His jaw clenched tight as intense fury filled his heart.
He looked up to see who was responsible for this.
Clarissa stood just a few feet away looking entirely unbothered.