Julian: What is going on out there?
Evelyn: Tell the valet to shut those doors! The cold air is coming in!
Butler: Ma'am... the security front gate was just ripped off its hinges!
Evelyn: What?! Who would dare do such a thing?
The massive golden double doors swung wide open in the bright afternoon daylight. Outside, a line of sleek black armored SUVs stood parked across the manicured lawn.
Victoria: Is this a joke? Who invited these people?
A tall man in a tailored black coat stepped through the threshold, his silver-topped cane striking the floor with dark authority. Behind him walked four men in dark business suits holding heavy leather folders.
Chloe: Dad...
Julian: Dad? You've got to be kidding me. Who is this old guy?
Evelyn: Sir! You are trespassing on private property! I am calling our lawyers!
Arthur: I am the lawyer. And I own the land this mansion stands on.
Evelyn: What absolute nonsense! The Vance estate has owned this land for thirty years!
Arthur: Your bank foreclosed on the mortgage three hours ago, Mrs. Vance. My firm bought the loan at a discount.
Arthur ignored the gasps sweeping through the room and marched straight toward Julian. His boots sounded like thunder against the marble floor.
Julian: Hey! Stay back! Guards, tackle him!
The two guards holding Chloe looked at Arthur, then looked at the ten armed men standing behind him at the door. They immediately let go of Chloe's arms and stepped back.
Guard: We don't get paid enough for this, sir.
Julian: You cowardly fools! I'll fire you both!
Arthur: You won't be firing anyone today, boy.
Arthur stepped right into Julian's personal space, his eyes cold and full of furious authority.
Julian: Listen here, old man, you can't just walk into my wedding and—
Before Julian could finish his sentence, Arthur swung his arm and slapped him forcefully across the face. The sharp impact echoed off the high ceilings.
SFX: Loud sharp slap impact!
Arthur: DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY DAUGHTER!