Officer Miller: Miss Evelyn Sterling? We received an emergency dispatch regarding a violent domestic assault at this address.
Evelyn: Officer, the woman in the green dress, Veronica Hayes, intentionally shoved me into that glass structure, causing physical injury and property damage.
Veronica: It was an accident! I tripped on the carpet edge! You can't arrest me in front of all these people!
Officer Miller: Ma'am, we reviewed the security feed provided by your venue security team on our way inside. The footage clearly shows a direct, intentional push from behind.
Veronica: Julian! Do something! Tell them I'm innocent!
Julian: Officer, please, can we handle this quietly in the back room? I am the chief executive officer of Vance Logistics!
Arthur: Correction, Mr. Vance. As of four minutes ago, the board of directors convened via emergency teleconference and voted to remove you from all executive positions due to breach of fiduciary duty.
Julian: What?! They can't do an emergency vote without my presence!
Arthur: Miss Sterling holds sixty percent of the voting shares through her trust fund. The vote was unanimous.
Veronica: Julian, you lied to me! You told me you had full voting control over the company!
Julian: Shut up, Veronica! You ruined everything by shoving her into that damn glass tower!
Veronica: I did it because you told me you hated her! You said you couldn't stand touching her hand on the dance floor!
The entire crowd gasped, several guests pulling out their smartphones to record the screaming match between the disgraced groom and his mistress.
Officer Miller: Miss Hayes, turn around and place your hands behind your back. You are under arrest for felony assault.
Veronica: Get your hands off my dress! Julian, call my father right now! Tell him to cancel the port leases!
Arthur: Her father's port leases were canceled ten minutes ago, Miss Hayes. Your family's logistics firm is currently facing foreclosure due to default on Sterling bank loans.
Veronica: No... no! This can't be happening!
Veronica sobbed loudly as the metallic click of handcuffs echoed through the silent ballroom. The police officers escorted her away through the pathway of shocked guests, her high heels clicking weakly against the champagne-soaked marble.