Evelyn: Julian! Look at me right now!
Julian: Evelyn, stay down until the hotel staff cleans up the glass! You're making an absolute scene in front of our board members!
Veronica: She's so dramatic, Julian. She probably stumbled on her own dress hem because she couldn't handle her champagne.
Evelyn: She pushed me! I felt her hands slam directly into my back!
Veronica: I did no such thing! I was just walking past to get a drink and you lost your balance!
Julian: Evelyn, stop accusing Veronica. She's a guest of my family and she was just trying to stay clear of the falling crystal.
Evelyn pushed herself up from the wet floor, sharp pain stinging her palms as champagne soaked through the delicate lace of her wedding dress. She looked at her brand-new husband, the man who had swore to protect her less than an hour ago at the altar.
Evelyn: You're holding her waist, Julian. You haven't even offered me a hand.
Julian: Because you're covered in grime and sticky liquid! What do you expect me to do, ruin my tailored tuxedo before the main photo session?
Veronica: Exactly. Julian has an image to maintain as the new incoming chief executive officer of Vance Logistics.
Evelyn: Vance Logistics wouldn't even exist without the capital investment my family provided three months ago!
Julian: Keep your voice down, Evelyn! The press is standing right near the main entrance archway!
Evelyn: Let them hear every single word! Let them see how the great Julian Vance treats the woman who funded his entire empire!
The crowd went completely silent, the upbeat dance music cutting off as the DJ realized the fight was escalating. Guests whispered behind their silk napkins, staring at the sight of the dirty bride standing across from the immaculate groom and his mistress.
Julian: You're embarrassing yourself and you're embarrassing my family. Go upstairs, wash your face, and change into your secondary dress before you ruin this reception entirely.
Veronica: Poor thing... she really doesn't know how to act in high society, does she, Julian?
Julian: She's emotional. Her family comes from old money, but clearly they forgot to teach her basic composure under pressure.
Evelyn: You think this is about composure? You let her throw me into a glass tower so you could parade her in front of your board of directors!
Julian: Veronica is the daughter of my main commercial supplier! Her father controls the shipping routes in Florida! Of course I'm going to protect her safety!
Evelyn: And what about my safety? What about your wife?
Julian: You're fine, Evelyn! You have a few scratches! Stop acting like a victim to get attention!
Evelyn squeezed her wet hands tightly together, sticky foam and champagne oozing through her shaking fingers. She took a deep breath, looking straight into Julian's cold, arrogant eyes as her posture straightened.
Evelyn: The wedding is over...
Julian: What are you talking about? We signed the marriage certificate twenty minutes ago in the private suite upstairs!
Evelyn: Freeze every asset tied to him now!