The city labor inspector arrived at the front gates within twenty minutes.
Two police cruisers pulled up right behind the inspector's black sedan car.
Victoria tried desperately to dry her dress with small paper towels.
She looked completely defeated as the authorities walked onto the patio area.
Mark presented clear video evidence he had recorded on his mobile device.
He showed the inspector the dark wine stains on Elena's shirt fabric.
He pointed to the rough bloody scratches on his sister's knees.
Inspector: This is a clear case of illegal worker mistreatment, ma'am.
Victoria: It was all just a simple misunderstanding between my staff!
Police Officer: You cannot force employees to endure dangerous conditions here.
The officer took out a small notepad and began writing citations.
Victoria faced massive financial fines for violating basic city employment laws.
The arriving gala guests turned around and walked back to their cars.
Nobody wanted to attend a party hosted by such a cruel woman.
Victoria stood completely alone on her massive wet patio floor.
Her reputation among the wealthy community was completely ruined forever now.
Mark helped Elena up from the ground with great care and gentleness.
Mark: Let us get your things and leave this place behind us.
Elena: But Mark, what about the money family needs for mortgage?
Mark smiled warmly and pulled a heavy paper document from his pocket.
He handed the official paper directly into his sister's shaking hands.
Mark: I received my promotion bonus from the military last night.
Mark: I already paid off dad's mortgage debt in full this morning.
Elena let out a loud sob of pure joy and relief.
She wrapped her arms around her brother's waist and held him tight.
They did not need Victoria's money or her terrible job anymore.
Victoria watched in silence as the police handed her three summonses.
She had lost her social standing, her party, and her pride.