Evelyn: You hit me in front of the press! You’re finished, Marcus!
Marcus: You tried to murder our daughter on national television!
Evelyn: It was an accident! My hands slipped!
Marcus: I heard what you said right before you let go! You did this on purpose!
Marcus held Chloe tightly against his neck, backing away from the stage as security guards rushed forward.
Security Officer: Senator Vance! Are you and the baby okay?
Marcus: Get her away from us right now! Detain her!
Evelyn: Get your hands off me! I am the Senator’s wife!
Marcus: You aren't my wife anymore. You're a monster.
The crowd began whispering loudly, dozens of phones recording every second of the confrontation.
Evelyn struggled against the two guards holding her arms, her plum gown disheveled and covered in dust.
Evelyn: You think you can ruin me, Marcus?! I know about the offshore trust fund!
Marcus: What trust fund?! What are you talking about?!
Evelyn: The inheritance your late father left for Chloe! I know all about it!
Marcus froze, his hand cradling Chloe’s head as he looked at Evelyn in pure shock.
Marcus: That trust fund is sealed until Chloe turns twenty-one!
Evelyn: Not if she passes away! The entire forty million dollars defaults to her legal guardian!
Marcus: You... you tried to kill our baby for an inheritance check?!
Evelyn: I was never going to live on a politician's salary! I deserve that money!
Marcus: You are sick, Evelyn. Completely sick.
Evelyn laughed hysterically, her red lipstick smeared across her chin as she glared at the child.
Evelyn: She was never supposed to be born! She ruined my life the day she arrived!
Marcus: Take her to the holding room downstairs until the federal agents arrive!
Security Officer: Right away, Senator.
The guards dragged Evelyn through the side exit doors as she continued screaming curses at her husband.
Marcus walked toward the quiet corner of the hall, dropping into a leather chair while his body trembled from adrenaline.
Dr. Aris, his family physician, rushed over with a small medical bag in hand.
Dr. Aris: Marcus! Let me check Chloe right now!
Marcus: Please, doctor. Check her arms, her head, everything.
Dr. Aris: She's shaken up, but your slide broke her fall completely. She doesn't have a single scratch.
Marcus: Thank God... thank God I made it in time.
Dr. Aris: Marcus, you need to look at your own knee. Your tuxedo trousers are torn and you're bleeding.
Marcus: I don't care about my knee. I care about making sure Evelyn spends the rest of her life behind bars.
Dr. Aris: The press is outside in a frenzy. The news broadcasts are already calling this the scandal of the century.
Marcus: Let them air it. Everyone needs to see the evil woman she really is.
Marcus kissed Chloe’s soft cheek, wiping away her dried tears as he held her tight.
He knew the fight was far from over, because Evelyn’s powerful family would do anything to protect their reputation.