Claire: Look at me, Julian! Look at me right now!
Julian: Claire... please... she's lying to you!
Claire: The video isn't lying, Julian!
Julian: It's fake! She edited it!
Claire: I saw your signet ring in the video! You wore it on your right hand today!
Julian dropped to his knees, coughing violently as he wiped frosting off his lips.
Maya: I recorded it from the pantry window, ma'am!
Claire: Why did you do this to me, Julian?
Julian: I love you, Claire...
Claire: Love me?! You tried to kill me at our own reception!
Claire snatched Maya's phone, holding it close to her eyes as the video looped again. In the background of the kitchen footage, a man in a grey suit was standing beside Julian, handing him a glass vial.
Claire: Who is that man in the video?
Maya: That's his uncle, ma'am. Mr. Richard Vance.
Claire: Richard? The trustee of my father's estate?
Maya: Yes. They were whispering about a life insurance policy.
Claire felt the room spin, but her anger kept her standing tall. She turned toward the front row of tables where Richard Vance sat holding a champagne glass.
Claire: Richard! Stand up right now!
Richard: Claire, my dear, this girl is causing a scene...
Claire: Don't 'my dear' me! You paid him to do this, didn't you?
Richard: That's preposterous! I loved your father like a brother!
Claire: My father left me a ten-million-dollar trust fund! A trust fund that goes to Julian if I die after signing the marriage license!
The wedding guests began whispering loudly, moving away from Richard's table.
Julian: Claire, please call an ambulance... my throat is burning...
Claire: You can wait for the ambulance in handcuffs, Julian.
Richard: Everyone remain calm! My nephew is having a medical reaction!
Claire: He's having a reaction to his own poison, Richard!
Claire pulled off her diamond engagement ring and threw it directly at Richard's chest.
Claire: You set up this whole marriage, didn't you?
Richard: You're hysterical, Claire.
Claire: Answer me!
Richard: I introduced you two because I thought he would make you happy!
Claire: You introduced us because Julian owed three million dollars in gambling debts to your firm!
Maya stepped up beside Claire, holding a small plastic bag containing an empty glass vial she had picked up near the kitchen doors.
Maya: I found this in the trash bin, ma'am. It matches the bottle in the video.
Claire: Keep that safe, Maya. The police are going to need it.
Julian lay on his side on the hardwood floor, groaning as his stomach cramped in severe pain.
Julian: Uncle Richard... help me...
Richard: Keep your mouth shut, Julian!
Claire: Oh, so now you want him silent, Richard?
Richard: This girl is setting us up, Claire! She wants a bribe!
Maya: I don't want your dirty money! My sister died in one of your illegal nursing homes last year!
The entire ballroom went completely silent as Maya's voice rang out.