Victoria: You can't do this! We have a legally binding agreement! My husband will sue you into oblivion!
Arthur: Sue me with what money, Victoria? Your husband's legal defense retainers were paid using my advance credit lines!
Mark: Chloe... please talk to your father! Think about our baby! We're supposed to raise this child together!
Chloe: Raise our child together?! You stood there and watched her destroy my dress and call our baby a bastard![cite: 1]
Mark: I was confused! I'm sorry! I'll cut Victoria out of my life right now! I'll never speak to her again!
Victoria: Mark! How dare you turn on me after everything I did for you?!
Mark: Shut up, Victoria! You ruined my life! You ruined my whole future!
Chloe: No, Mark. You ruined your own future the second you decided your stepmother's cruelty was worth keeping quiet for.
Arthur gestured to his head of security, a tall, burly man in a dark suit standing at the base of the altar.
Arthur: Marcus, call the Dallas Police Department. Report an assault and hate crime against my daughter.
Victoria: Police?! For a torn dress?! Are you completely insane?![cite: 1]
Arthur: You physically put your hands on a pregnant woman, destroyed her property, and caused severe emotional distress resulting in medical risk to my unborn grandchild![cite: 1]
Victoria: It was a piece of silk! I barely touched her skin![cite: 1]
Chloe: You bruised my arm, Victoria. And the high-definition cameras on this venue arch recorded every single frame of it[cite: 1].
Chloe pointed up toward the white wooden wedding arch, where a subtle, high-key security camera was mounted directly under the American flag, its red light blinking steadily[cite: 1].
Mark: Oh God... the venue cameras...
Arthur: The footage has already been transferred to my legal team. By nightfall, Victoria, you will be sitting in a county jail cell waiting for a bail hearing that no one in your bankrupt family can afford to post.
Victoria: Mark, do something! Don't let them take me away!
Mark: Get away from me, Victoria! You dragged me into the dirt with you!
Arthur: You don't get to act innocent, Mark. My lawyers are filing a restraining order against you effective immediately. You won't be within five hundred feet of my daughter or my grandchild ever again.
Mark: She's carrying my heir! You can't keep me away from my own child!
Arthur: You gave up the right to call that child your heir the moment you let your stepmother attack her mother on this stage![cite: 1]