But Daniel cut him off, his voice cold and unwavering. “I never expected to see you treat my daughter this way, Michael. Whatever differences you have, this is not how a man behaves—let alone a man entrusted with my daughter’s heart.”

The crowd, initially drawn by the drama, was now riveted by the unfolding justice. Phones were out, capturing every word and expression. This was more than a scandal; it was a reckoning.

Michael attempted to assert himself, his voice defensive. “This is a private matter, Daniel. You have no right—”