Paramedic Dan: Her blood pressure is dangerously high, Mr. Vance. We need to transport her to Dallas Memorial right now.
Ethan: I'm coming in the ambulance with her.
Paramedic Dan: Clear the stretcher pathway! Let's move smoothly, guys!
They lifted Maya gently onto the gurney, securing the safety straps across her chest and waist.
Maya: Ethan... hold my hand... please don't leave me...
Ethan: I'm right here, Maya. I am not letting go of your hand for a single second.
Down the hall, Chloe was being marched toward the side exit by Guard Thomas and another security staff member.
Her mother, Eleanor Vance, rushed out of the grand ballroom wearing a sparkling silver gown and gold jewelry.
Eleanor: What on earth is going on out here?! Why are you hands on my daughter?!
Chloe: Mom! Tell Thomas to let me go! Ethan is having me arrested!
Eleanor: Arrested?! Ethan, have you lost your mind? We have two hundred guests in the ballroom!
Ethan: Chloe just pushed Maya down on the marble tiles, Mom[cite: 1].
Eleanor: What?! Maya is always so clumsy in those heels she wears!
Ethan: She wasn't wearing heels, Mom. She was wearing flat shoes. And Chloe pushed her on purpose[cite: 1].
Eleanor: That's absurd! Chloe would never do such a thing to her brother's wife!
Ethan: I watched the video feed on my phone five minutes ago, Mom. Chloe raised her shoe over Maya's stomach while she was groaning on the ground.
Eleanor's jaw dropped as she looked at her daughter, whose eyes were darting toward the floor.
Eleanor: Chloe... tell me he's making this up.
Chloe: Mom, Maya threatened me first! She said she was going to make Ethan cut off my trust fund monthly allowance!
Ethan: Maya never said anything like that. You came looking for a fight because Dad left thirty percent of the real estate firm to my children.
Chloe: Those unborn kids don't deserve our family inheritance! She's just a schoolteacher from a working-class town!
Ethan: She is my wife. And those children are my heirs.
Eleanor: Ethan, please, we can handle this internally! We don't need the police involved! Think of the family name in Dallas!
Ethan: The police are already outside, Mom. I dialed them myself.
Two Dallas police officers walked through the main double doors, their heavy boots echoing on the checkered floor[cite: 1].
Officer Davis: Who called in an assault on property?
Ethan: I did, Officer. My sister pushed my pregnant wife to the floor and threatened her life[cite: 1].
Officer Davis: Ma'am, stay right where you are. Do you have video of the incident, sir?
Ethan: Yes. It's stored on the local server right here in the security office. Thomas has the passcode.
Chloe: Mom, do something! Call our corporate lawyer! Call Uncle Richard!
Eleanor: Officer, please, this is a private family dispute inside our own residence!
Officer Davis: Felony assault on a pregnant female is not a private dispute, ma'am. Put your hands behind your back, miss.
Chloe: Get your hands off me! Ethan, tell them to stop!
The handcuffs clicked loudly around Chloe's wrists, making Eleanor gasp in horror.
Ethan: Take her away. I'm going to the hospital with my family.