The evening guests had just arrived at the mansion, dressed in fine formal suits and dresses.
Arthur welcomed them into the large dining room, trying his absolute best to smile warmly.
He had decided to watch Victoria very closely throughout the entire special dinner party tonight.
Victoria walked around the long room, pouring warm tea for everyone with a pleasant tone.
She approached Arthur with a freshly poured ceramic cup sitting on a polished glass saucer.
Victoria: Here is fresh tea for you.
Arthur: Thank you very much, Victoria.
Victoria: Please drink it while it is hot.
Lily was sitting in the corner seat, watching every move with intense focus and care.
She saw Victoria check her golden wristwatch twice while waiting for Arthur to take it.
Arthur lifted the heavy white cup slowly, bringing it close to his mouth and nose.
Lily suddenly jumped up from her chair and ran across the white marble floor quickly.
Victoria noticed the little girl running and sprinted forward to grab her pale shoulders tightly.
Victoria: Stop right now, you brat!
Lily: Let go of me right now!
Victoria: Sit back down in your seat!
Lily ducked her small body quickly and broke free from Victoria's strong nervous grip.
She darted toward her father and slapped the hot cup right out of his fingers.
recorded speed of time seemed to slow down as the porcelain cup flew high.
The white cup smashed violently against the hard marble floor, shattering into dozens of pieces.
Dark brown tea splashed across the pristine light floor, spreading fast near their leather shoes.
Within two seconds, the dark liquid began to hiss and bubble into thick white foam.
The violent chemical reaction hissed loudly as the acidic foam expanded across the cold floor.
Arthur: What the hell is this?!
Lily: She made it for you!
Victoria: This is a massive mistake!
Arthur: Look at the floor, Victoria!
The guests gasped in deep shock, backing away from the burning and smoking mess quickly.
One of the guests dropped his glass, sending clear water splashing onto the wall.
Victoria's face froze in utter panic as her mouth opened wide in pure silent dread.
Arthur stood up tall from his wooden chair, his face turning dark with deep fury.
He looked down at the bubbling white foam that was eating away at the floor.
He realized in that exact terrifying second that his life was in terrible danger.
Arthur: What did you put inside my cup?
Victoria: Nothing! I swear on my life!
Lily: She lied! I saw the bottle!
Arthur: Call emergency services right now!
A close friend named David quickly pulled out his mobile phone to call local authorities.
Victoria backed away toward the grand archway door, her hands trembling uncontrollably in fear.
Her careful plans were completely destroyed in front of ten prominent witnesses in the room.
Arthur stepped between Victoria and the exit, blocking her path with his tall frame.
The quiet room was now filled with loud whispers of horror and confusion from guests.
Lily held onto her father's belt, weeping softly against his side as tension boiled.