Richard: [Sharp loud slap impact echoing across the marble balcony]
The enraged father reached the balcony and delivered a devastating, hard-slap across his wife's face with the force of an oncoming train[cite: 1]. Victoria's head whipped violently to the side, the bright red satin dress swirling around her as the kinetic energy spun her off balance[cite: 1].
Victoria: Ahh! You hit me! You actually struck me in cold blood[cite: 1]!
Richard: That was for every second of terror my baby felt while you dropped him[cite: 1]!
Victoria stumbled backward, her designer heels catching on the smooth stone before her body hit the marble balcony floor with a heavy thud[cite: 1]. She lay there in shock, cradling her burning cheek while staring up at her husband with absolute disbelief[cite: 1].
Victoria: You're insane... you're completely out of your mind[cite: 1]!
Richard: No, Victoria. I am the most sane I have ever been in my entire life[cite: 1].
He stood over her fallen form, his shadow casting a dark, imposing silhouette across the opulent floor[cite: 1].
Victoria: You'll pay for this assault! I'll have you arrested, I'll ruin your reputation, I'll—[cite: 1, 4]
Richard: You'll do nothing of the sort, because you won't even be in this zip code by sunset[cite: 1]!
Victoria: You can't throw me out! Half of this real estate portfolio belongs to my family trust[cite: 1, 4]!
Richard: I own the mortgage, I own the holding company, and I own every single camera that recorded your cowardly attempt on my son's life[cite: 1, 4]!
Victoria's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water as the legal reality of her crime finally sank into her terrified brain[cite: 1, 4].
Victoria: Cameras? You... you have footage of it[cite: 1]?
Richard: Every single second. From multiple angles[cite: 1].