The shattered glass sparkled brightly on the polished floor like tiny diamonds.
Victoria gripped the edge of the table to maintain her balance.
Her face flushed bright red with pure embarrassment and rising anger.
Victoria: Guards, throw this crazy street girl out immediately!
Two security guards in black suits quickly moved toward the scene.
Charlotte did not panic or back away from the approaching guards.
She unzipped the front pocket of her worn canvas tote bag slowly.
She pulled out a heavy gold envelope with a official red seal.
Charlotte: Nobody touches me until you read this document!
She held the golden envelope high so everyone in the room could see.
The security guards paused in place and looked at Victoria for direction.
A quiet hush fell over the large crowd of curious onlookers.
Charlotte handed the gold envelope directly to a lawyer standing nearby.
Charlotte: Read it out loud for everyone to hear right now.
The lawyer adjusted his glasses nervously as his hands began to shake.
He broke the red wax seal and pulled out the crisp parchment.
His eyes scanned the top line of the official legal letter quickly.
Lawyer: This is a formal invitation issued directly by the head of the estate.
Victoria sneered loudly and took a step toward the nervous lawyer.
Victoria: That piece of paper is clearly a completely fake document!
Lawyer: No, ma'am, this bears the official signature of the patriarch himself.
The lawyer pointed his index finger directly to the bottom line.
Lawyer: The name printed here on this document is Charlotte Valle.
Gasps rippled through the gathered crowd like a sudden winter wind.
The name Valle belonged exclusively to the original owners of the mansion.
Victoria's face turned completely pale as she heard that famous name.
Victoria: That is impossible because that line ended twenty years ago!
Charlotte took another step toward Victoria with absolute steady grace.
Charlotte: You lied to everyone about what happened to my mother.
She reached down into her bag and pulled out an old silver key.
The key bore the antique crest of the wealthy Valle family line.
Victoria backed away slightly as if she had seen a terrifying ghost.
The room became so quiet that everyone could hear soft breathing.
Charlotte stood ready to confront the long history of hidden lies.