Chapter 12 - The Ashes Of An Empire
Reporter: Breaking news today,
the former tech billionaire has officially filed for Chapter eleven bankruptcy,
his assets are being liquidated.
Guest: I told you so,
I pulled my investments just in time,
the man was a sinking ship.
Reporter: The headquarters of his once-great company are currently being emptied,
employees are walking out with cardboard boxes,
a tragic end to a massive empire.
Groom: Look at them,
taking my computers,
taking my chairs,
taking my life's work.
Mother: Stop staring out the window,
we need to pack our personal belongings,
the bank is foreclosing on the house tomorrow.
Groom: We are homeless?
How did it happen so fast?
How did we lose millions in a few months?
Mother: The retroactive child support drained the liquid accounts,
and your ex-father-in-law blacklisted us from every bank in the city,
we were starved out.
Groom: He truly crushed me,
just like he promised,
he turned me into dust.
Mother: We have some jewelry left,
I can sell my diamonds,
we will rent a small apartment in the suburbs.
Groom: I cannot live in the suburbs,
I am a CEO,
I belong in the penthouse.
Mother: You are nothing now,
you are a disgraced fraud,
you need to accept our new reality.
Groom: It was all her fault,
if she had not shown up at the wedding,
none of this would have happened.
Mother: No,
it is your fault,
for not handling your baggage properly.
Groom: I hate her,
I hate both of them,
they conspired to ruin my life.
Mother: Hate will not pay the rent,
start packing your clothes,
leave the expensive suits, you will not need them.
Groom: What am I supposed to do now?
Work at a grocery store?
Serve coffee to the people I used to employ?
Mother: You will do whatever it takes to survive,
welcome to the real world,
the world you forced your first wife to live in.
Groom: That is a cruel irony,
I am living the exact nightmare I created for her,
karma is a vicious beast.
Mother: Karma is just a word poor people use to feel better,
we lost because we were outplayed,
we underestimated our enemies.
Groom: I will never underestimate anyone again,
if I ever get back on top,
I will be ruthless.
Mother: Focus on getting off the floor first,
grab that box,
the movers are waiting.
Groom: Goodbye to my empire,
May you like
built on lies,
destroyed by the truth.
