Margaret walked across the polished kitchen tiles with a slow, deliberate swagger, her grey hair styled in an immaculate, haughty bun.
Margaret: Let me show you how a real matriarch handles an ungrateful servant, Arthur.
Elena: Stay away from me, Margaret.
Margaret smiled widely, raising her palm before bringing it down across Elena's face with a sharp, stinging impact.
Margaret: That's for talking back to my son in his own home!
Elena: You'll regret that slap before the hour is over.
Margaret: Oh, I doubt it. Nothing bad ever happens to a Vance in this city.
Chloe panned the camera around to capture Margaret's smug expression, laughing hysterically into the microphone.
Chloe: Guys, grandma just delivered the knockout blow! Hit that subscribe button for more family drama!
Elena: You're broadcasting your own criminal conspiracy to thousands of strangers, Chloe.
Chloe: Relax, genius. We delete the stream as soon as you transfer the money.
Arthur: Stop wasting time talking to her! Grab her phone and open the banking app yourself!
Margaret lunged forward to grab Elena's wrist, but Elena wrenched her arm backward with sudden, violent speed.
Elena: Don't you ever touch me again.
Margaret: Arthur! She's threatening me!
Arthur: That's it! You've crossed the final line tonight, Elena!
Arthur lunged across the kitchen island, his hand cocked back to deliver another brutal blow to her face. Elena's eyes flashed with a sudden burst of adrenaline. With lightning-fast reflexes, she shot her hand out and caught Arthur's thick wrist mid-air.
Elena: You're ruining my photo!
Arthur: What?! Let go of my hand right now!
Elena: I said, you're ruining the evidence.
Chloe stopped laughing, her phone shaking slightly as she zoomed in on Elena's iron grip.
Chloe: Wait... why isn't she crying?
Margaret: Arthur, shake her off! Hit her again!
Arthur tried to wrench his wrist free, but Elena's grip held firm like a vise made of steel. The ambient music shifted into a sharp, jagged rhythm as the power dynamic in the kitchen flipped completely upside down.
Arthur: Let go of me, you crazy bitch!
Elena: Not a chance, husband. You wanted a show for your sister's livestream, right?
Arthur: What are you talking about?
Elena: Let me show you how a real executive handles corporate embezzlement.
Elena's face remained completely expressionless, devoid of any fear or hesitation, staring straight through Arthur's terrified eyes.