Guest: Did he just hit that young girl?
Arthur: Keep your mouths shut. This is a private matter.
Guest: She is just a teenager, Arthur.
Arthur: She insulted me in my own home. I won't tolerate disrespect.
Chloe: My face... it burns.
Arthur: Get up. Stop crying and walk out the front door.
Chloe: Leave me alone!
Arthur: Security! Remove this girl immediately.
Before the guards could move, the heavy catering doors swung open with a violent crash.
Emma: Chloe! Oh my god, Chloe!
A maid in a crisp black and white uniform rushed across the grand hall, dropping a tray of champagne.
Arthur: Hey! You are destroying the crystal!
Emma: Stay away from her!
Arthur: You are a servant. Get back to the kitchen before I fire you.
Emma: I don't care about your job. Look at what you did to her face!
Emma fell to her knees, wrapping her arms around the trembling girl in the gold dress.
Chloe: Mom, he hit me. He hit me really hard.
Emma: Shh, I know, baby. I am right here. I have you.
Arthur: Mom? You brought your child to my gala?
Emma: She was invited by the scholarship committee, you monster.
Arthur: I demand you take her and leave my property this instant.
Emma slowly lifted her head. She locked eyes with the billionaire standing above her.
Arthur froze. The color drained completely from his arrogant face.
Arthur: Emma? You?
Emma: Yes, Arthur. It is me.
Arthur: What are you doing in my house? Wearing a maid's uniform?
Emma: I work for the catering company. We needed the overtime pay.
Arthur: This is impossible. You moved to California fifteen years ago.
Emma: I never left the city, Arthur. You just stopped looking.
Arthur: I paid you a massive settlement to stay out of my life.
Emma: You paid a dirty divorce lawyer to forge my signature and steal my family's inheritance.
Arthur: Keep your voice down. The investors are listening.
Emma: Let them listen. I want them to know exactly what kind of man you are.
Arthur: You are making a scene. Get up right now.
Emma stood up, leaving Chloe sitting on the floor. Her fists were clenched at her sides.
Emma: You just assaulted a child.
Arthur: She was asking for it. She has no discipline.