Chloe: You lied to me about your entire net worth?! You don't own any shares in this hotel chain at all?!
Brandon: I was going to earn equity after five years of service, Chloe! I was building a future for us!
Chloe: You built a house of cards! My family invested fifty thousand dollars into our wedding reception in the main ballroom next month!
Coat Woman: That reception is officially canceled, Chloe. No unpaid events will be held on this property.
Chloe: You can't cancel my wedding! The invitations have already been sent to three hundred guests!
Coat Woman: Watch me. Arthur, execute the immediate termination contract for Brandon effective right now.
Arthur: Formal termination notice executed, Miss Vance. Brandon is stripped of all managerial authority, company credit cards, and property access.
Brandon: Miss Vance, I am begging you on my knees! Don't ruin my life over this!
Brandon dropped to his knees on the carpet, tears streaming down his face as he reached out toward my desk.
Brandon: I'll work for free for five years! I'll manage the lower-tier properties in the suburbs! Just don't press criminal charges!
Coat Woman: You stood by and watched your fiancée insult a guest in my lobby, Brandon. You showed no integrity, no ethics, and no respect for the people who walk through those doors.
Chloe: You pathetic coward! Get off the floor!
Chloe pulled her huge diamond engagement ring off her finger, throwing it violently against Brandon's chest.
Chloe: The engagement is off! You're nothing but a fraud and a thief!
Brandon: Chloe, no! Please! I did all of this for you!
Chloe: You did it because you're a loser pretending to be a big man! Don't ever call my phone again!
Chloe turned on her heel, marching toward the door in a blur of sequin fabric and bitter tears of anger.
Two city police officers stepped into the doorway, led by my personal head of security, Marcus.
Marcus: Miss Vance, the officers are here to review the embezzlement report signed by Arthur.
Coat Woman: Hand them the audit binders, Arthur. Officer, Brandon is all yours.
Police Officer: Brandon, stand up and place your hands behind your back. You are under arrest for grand larceny and corporate fraud.
Brandon sobbed loudly as the cold steel handcuffs clicked onto his wrists, pulling him up from the carpet while hotel staff watched from the hallway.
Brandon: Miss Vance! Please have mercy on me!
Coat Woman: Mercy is earned through honesty, Brandon. You chose deceit.
The officers led Brandon away, his cries echoing down the wide executive corridor until the heavy doors clicked shut once more.