Victoria gasped loudly as the two uniformed security guards walked into the mansion.
Her face turned pale white against the bright natural sunlight streaming through windows.
She looked at Julian's cold eyes and realized her comfortable fortune was slipping away.
Julian had met Victoria at an upscale charity gala six months before this moment.
She had seemed sweet, elegant, and deeply caring about community projects back then.
His wealthy family trusted his judgment, so he proposed with a costly ring.
He never guessed that behind her bright smile lived a very cruel heart.
Victoria clutched her expensive green dress and tried to hold back hot tears.
Victoria: Julian, please let me explain what happened before you decide!
Julian: The video footage explains everything I need to know today.
Victoria: They do not respect me as the future lady of this estate!
Sarah: That is not true, sir, we followed every single order!
Julian walked gently over to Clara and placed his arm around her shoulders.
Clara was wiping her red eyes while trying to calm her heavy breathing.
Julian: Clara, you do not have to work another minute today.
Clara: Thank you, Mr. Julian, your mother would be proud of you.
Julian felt a powerful wave of emotion upon hearing his late mother's name.
His mother had built a generous family foundation to help low-income neighborhood workers.
She taught him that money means nothing if you lack basic human kindness.
He turned back to face Victoria with an absolute look of quiet determination.
Julian: You need to pack your personal clothes and leave immediately.
Victoria: We have an engagement party planned for next weekend, Julian!
Julian: That party is officially canceled as of this exact second.
Victoria stamped her high heel against the wooden floor in sudden wild fury.
Victoria: You are choosing an old servant over your future wedded wife?
Julian: I am choosing honor over a liar who hides her cruelty.
The security guards stepped forward and stood beside Victoria on both sides.
Security Guard: Miss, please walk to the front door peacefully right now.
Victoria glared at Sarah and Clara with pure venom in her sharp eyes.
She turned on her heel and marched upstairs to gather her private belongings.
Julian let out a long slow breath while trying to process the chaos.
He knew this conflict was far from over between their prominent families.