Head Security: We found the backup flash drives hidden inside the vanity drawer, sir. They contain all the offshore account records[cite: 6].
Groom: Hand them over to me. Every single cent she stole is going straight back into the family trust fund[cite: 6]!
Victoria: You're making the biggest mistake of your life! Without my social connections, your corporate stock will plummet by morning[cite: 6]!
Groom: I'd rather lose every dollar I own than spend another second looking at a cold-blooded criminal[cite: 6]!
Little Girl: Can we go home now, daddy? I don't like this room anymore[cite: 6].
Groom: We're going home right now, champion. The nightmare is finally over[cite: 6]!
The security guards grabbed Victoria by her arms, dragging her away from the vanity mirror as her expensive lace wedding gown caught on the sharp corners of the table[cite: 6].
Victoria: You'll regret this! You'll all be begging for my forgiveness by the end of the week[cite: 6]!
Groom: The only thing we'll be doing is celebrating your permanent absence from our lives[cite: 6]!
As the guards escorted the disgraced bride down the hallway, the heavy double doors of the dressing room clicked shut against the chaos[cite: 6].
Bridesmaid: I'm sorry I helped her, sir. I was terrified she would ruin my career if I refused[cite: 6]!
Groom: Your cooperation with federal investigators will determine whether you join her in a maximum-security cell[cite: 6]!