All eyes darted toward the door, where Theodore had just arrived. He was adorned in clean, comfortable, light-colored clothing and sitting in a wheelchair with a soft blanket on his lap. Despite being seated, he had an air of power and nobility that commanded the room. He shot lasers at Brielle. "What did my wife do to deserve you pulling her hair?" he demanded

Brielle, who had been feeling self-important, was caught off guard and began to stutter. "I. I didn't pull her hair. Theodore wasted no time and barked, "Horace!". Instantly, his assistant, who had been standing silently behind him, sprang into action and grabbed Brielle's arm

"Ah! It hurts!" Brielle screamed in terror as Horace dragged her away from Ariana, but she couldn't free herself from his grip. Horace only released her when they were a safe distance away from Ariana. Brielle quickly scurried behind Glenda, cowering in fear