Bride: This is a complete setup! Some bitter rival company put her up to this to ruin our wedding day and sabotage the stock market launch[cite: 3]!
Rachel: It's no setup. Look inside the silver tray I was carrying when I walked in here—there are the original signed confessions and bank wire receipts[cite: 3].
Groom: Hand me that tray right now[cite: 3].
The groom snatched the silver tray from the nearby table, his hands trembling violently as he flipped open the leather folder resting inside[cite: 3].
Bride: Don't look at it! It's forged paperwork designed to manipulate you into a bitter divorce lawsuit[cite: 3]!
Groom: Shut your mouth! These are my family's private seal and notary stamps... my father's signature is right here on these transfer deeds[cite: 3]!
Rachel: She didn't just steal your brother's inheritance; she engineered the entire brake failure on his vehicle twenty years ago so she could inherit the primary board seat[cite: 3].
A wave of absolute horror swept through the crowd, several board members dropping their champagne glasses as the horrifying reality set in[cite: 3].
Groom: My brother's death... it wasn't an accident? You murdered him for a corporate board seat[cite: 3]?
Bride: He was going to ruin us! He wanted to give everything away to charity and leave us penniless in the streets[cite: 3]!
Groom: Security! Do not let her take a single step toward the exit doors. Call federal authorities immediately[cite: 3]!