Julian took three fast steps toward Vivian while keeping his voice very low.
He tried to smile to pretend this was just a simple funny joke.
Vivian raised her hand before he could grab her cold trembling wrist today.
She brought her open palm across his cheek with a loud sharp slap.
The harsh sound rang across the open penthouse like a firing gun shot.
Julian turned his head from the strong impact and held his red cheek.
His face went completely pale as he stared at Vivian in deep shock.
Julian: Vivian, no!
Vivian: No!
Vivian yelled her response with all the pain inside her heavy broken chest.
The surrounding guests gasped loudly at the wild sight of the public fight.
Julian tried to reach out again, but Vivian backed away from his fingers.
Julian: You are making a huge scene in front of everyone, Vivian!
Vivian: You stole everything from my family while pretending to love me!
Julian: That is not true at all, somebody lied to you!
Vivian: I saw the bank statements and the signatures on the legal papers!
Julian stopped talking because he realized he was completely caught in his lie.
His eyes shifted rapidly toward his father who stood by the wooden bar.
His father looked terrified as the heavy truth began to break right here.
Vivian grabbed the sides of her ruined blue dress so she could move.
She turned on her heels and ran fast toward the large double doors.
Her high heels clicked loudly against the expensive polished marble floor tiles today.
Julian called out her name twice, but she did not look back once.
She pushed through the giant wooden doors and stepped into the outer hallway.
High above on the ceiling, a security dome camera glowed with light.
The small red recording light caught every single detail of the big fight.
Vivian reached into her small purse and pulled out her modern cell phone.
Her fingers trembled as she tapped the top contact on her screen list.
She placed the phone to her ear while continuous tears filled her eyes.
The phone rang three fast times before a strong stern voice answered her.