The woman sitting next to Victoria, her cousin Brenda in a dark teal dress, stood up abruptly.
Brenda gripped her chair back so tightly that her knuckles turned completely white with strain.
Brenda: SHE'S A LYING BRAT! DON'T LISTEN TO THIS STUPID KID!
Clara: Do not speak to my young daughter like that, Brenda!
Lily: I SAW HER TAKE IT OUT OF THE CLOSET!
Lily stood up tall in her red dress and looked straight into Arthur's wide, confused eyes.
Lily: AND MY MOM HAS THE SECURITY VIDEO ON HER PHONE!
Brenda's eyes dilated in sheer terror as she glanced frantically toward the ballroom exits.
The surrounding guests began murmuring loudly as security officers moved closer to the head table.
Arthur slowly turned his head to look at Victoria, whose hands were now trembling violently.
Arthur: Clara, pull up whatever clip you are holding on your mobile phone immediately.
Victoria: Arthur darling, please do not humiliate us in front of all these prominent board members.
Clara: The truth needs to be laid out clearly before any inheritance paperwork gets signed.
Clara pulled out her sleek smartphone and unlocked the main screen with a quick tap.
She hit play on a high-definition video recorded inside the estate hallway two hours earlier.
The clear footage showed Victoria standing near the master bedroom walk-in closet with Brenda.
Victoria was seen pulling a specially shaped foam pad out of a large cardboard box.
Brenda assisted her in strapping the silicone harness securely beneath the gold satin dress straps.
Arthur watched the footage twice, his jaw tightening into a rigid line of absolute fury.
Arthur: How could you betray my trust like this after everything we planned?
Victoria: Arthur, please let me explain the pressure I felt from your strict mother!
Brenda: It was all her idea, Arthur, I had nothing to do with it!
Victoria: You lying backstabber, you helped me buy the entire disguise online last week!
The two women began shouting at each other across the lavish table in front of everyone.
Arthur stood up from his master chair, his tall frame trembling with righteous anger and heartbreak.
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