He Punched a Stranger at His Own Wedding—Then Federal Agents Stormed In and Revealed the Groom Wasn’t Their Real Target That Night After All
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Chapter 2
Before Julian stood a twenty-five-year-old man wearing an olive-green jacket, a simple grey t-shirt, and dark denim jeans.
Dark wavy hair fell messily across his forehead, partially framing an expression of chilling, unnatural composure that defied human instinct.
Despite having just absorbed a brutal, full-force punch from an enraged corporate titan, the young man did not flinch.
He didn't stumble backward, nor did he raise his hands in defense; he simply stared back at Julian with icy, unblinking eyes.
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A fresh trickle of crimson blood began to trace a slow, deliberate path down his cheek from a split lip.
The vibrant red stain contrasted sharply against his rugged olive jacket and the pristine, luxurious elegance of the wedding venue.
