The bright midday sun poured through the open garage doors, illuminating the stunned expressions on two faces.
The bride and an older American woman in a silver evening dress stare in stunned disbelief.
SFX: Shocked gasps
Chloe: CEO? You... you own Apex Global? But your uncle said—
Daniel: My uncle said I prefer working with my hands to sitting in a glass boardroom all day.
Eleanor: This has to be an elaborate prank! There is no way a grease monkey owns a multi-billion dollar corporation!
Daniel: Feel free to check the corporate registry online, Eleanor. The public filing lists my name right at the top.
Chloe's face drained of all color, her lips parting in a silent gasp as she stared at the official corporate portfolio.
Chloe: Daniel... honey... why didn't you tell me? You were just testing me, weren't you?
Daniel: Testing you? No, Chloe. I was simply being myself, and you showed me your true colors.
Chloe: I was just stressed out about the wedding planning! Every bride gets nervous!
Daniel: Nervousness doesn't make you call the person you're marrying a broke, grease-covered loser.
Eleanor: Now, let's not act hastily, Daniel. Family is everything, and misunderstandings happen in every relationship.
Daniel: Family? Two minutes ago you called me an ungrateful little brat, Eleanor.
Eleanor: I was only speaking out of motherly concern for my daughter's future financial security!
Daniel: Well, you don't have to worry about her financial security anymore because she just canceled our wedding.
Chloe rushed forward across the concrete floor, her expensive wedding dress sweeping up a layer of garage dust.
Chloe: I didn't mean it! I swear I was just joking around to see how you would react!
Daniel: Do I look like I'm laughing, Chloe? Do you think this looks like a joke to me?
Will Chloe's desperate tears change Daniel's mind, or is their relationship beyond any hope of repair?