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When My Wedding Dress Was Torn I Called My Dad

Arthur Vance turned his sharp blue eyes directly onto Mark's stunned father, Richard.

Richard took three quick steps forward with his hands raised in a nervous gesture.

Richard: Arthur, please, we had no idea Clara was related to your family line!

Arthur: Because she wanted to be loved for who she is, not my money.

Arthur: And your evil wife just humiliated my pregnant child in public.

Victoria tried to step behind her husband to hide her trembling hands from sight.

Victoria: It was a mistake, Arthur, I was only trying to protect our estate!

Arthur: Your estate? You mean the business that relies on my company's loan?

Mark looked at his father with a look of pure shock and complete betrayal.

Mark: What loan is he talking about, Dad? You said our firm was booming!

Richard: Son, be quiet right now and let the adults speak in private!

Arthur pulled a smooth silver pen from his pocket and tapped it on his hand.

Arthur: Your father's firm was going into foreclosure three months ago, Mark.

Arthur: He begged my board of directors for a ten-million-dollar bailout package.

Arthur: Clara didn't even know I approved it to help her new family out.

Clara looked at Mark and saw the color drain completely from his young face.

Clara: You knew your family was struggling, Mark? Is that why you rushed me?

Mark: No, Clara, I swear on my life I loved you for real!

Mark: I never knew my father took a loan from your father's company!

Victoria stepped forward again, her voice shaking with desperate anger and panic.

Victoria: This is a trap! She planned this to humiliate us today!

Arthur: Silence! You torn my daughter's gown and threatened her child.

Arthur signaled to the lead security guard standing closely behind his left shoulder.

Arthur: Call the police department and report an assault and property damage right now.

Victoria: You cannot arrest me at my own stepson's wedding event!

Arthur: Watch me tear down your comfortable life piece by piece today, Victoria.

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