Vanessa straightened her gold dress and wiped dirt off her knees with a dramatic sigh.
Vanessa: It does not matter how mad you get, Mark. The property is legally in my name now.
Mark: You tricked a vulnerable woman who trusts her family. That is fraud, Vanessa.
Vanessa: Good luck proving that in court without any evidence or witnesses on your side.
Mark reached into his inner suit jacket pocket and slowly pulled out his smartphone.
He tapped the screen to reveal a live video feed connected to the house security system.
Mark: I installed high-definition cameras in every hallway before I left for my business trip.
Vanessa's confident expression instantly faltered as her eyes darted to the hidden camera under the roof eaves.
Mark: Every single minute of you withholding food and tricking her into signing documents was recorded.
The surrounding guests began whispering among themselves, looking at Vanessa with disgust and shock.
Guest 2: Did she really trick her own step-mother like that? That is utterly barbaric.
Guest 3: I cannot believe we came to a party hosted by someone so heartless and cruel.
Vanessa's face drained of color as she realized the wealthy local crowd was turning against her.
Vanessa: Mark, please... we are family! We can work this out quietly inside the house!
Mark: You stopped being my family the second you put a metal chain on my mother's neck.
Mark pressed a button on his phone screen to place a direct call to his corporate attorney.
Mark: Arthur, I need you to file an emergency injunction and alert the police department immediately.
Arthur: I am on it, Mark. We will have officers there within ten minutes to review the footage.
Vanessa stepped backward, looking around desperately for support from her wealthy friends.
Every single guest stepped away from her, leaving her standing alone among the smashed food trays.