David sprinted across the polished paving stones, his dress shoes slipping slightly on the decorative gravel.
David: Mom, please! Don't do this to us! We can talk about your share of the estate!
Margret stopped in her tracks, turning slowly to face her son with eyes as cold as winter ice.
Margret: My share? You signed away my entire life's work for a handshake and a bridal suite.
David: Chloe's father said it was just a temporary corporate restructuring! I didn't know they would lock you out!
Margret: You didn't care enough to read the fine print, David. You were too busy blinding yourself with their wealth.
David: Look at the envelope you left on the chair... what is inside it?
Margret: That's the federal audit notice revoking every single patent your new father-in-law's company holds.
David: No... you couldn't have! That will bankrupt our entire corporate partnership instantly!
Margret: Exactly as intended. You wanted to play in the big leagues with corporate sharks? Welcome to your first sinking ship.
Chloe rushed out of the venue doors, her white lace gown trailing angrily behind her on the pavement.
Chloe: David, what are you doing talking to her?! Get back inside right now!
David: We're ruined, Chloe! My mother just filed the federal injunction!
Margret slid into the back of her waiting sedan, pulling the door shut with a satisfying, heavy thud.
Margret: Enjoy your wedding reception, children. The marshals will be arriving shortly to audit the gift registry.
The sedan's tires crunched softly against the gravel as it pulled away, leaving the disgraced couple standing in absolute horror.
Chloe: This can't be happening... our wedding is ruined!
David: No, Chloe. Our entire empire just crumbled to dust.