Chapter 13 The Wedding Crasher

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Upon learning the exact time and location of Rebecca and Bruce's wedding, Samuel didn't hesitate for a second. He raced to the city, pulling every last string he had to secure a private jet for speed. By the time he arrived, the ceremony was already underway. The venue was a study in opulence, transformed into a veritable fantasy kingdom. His gaze swept over the sea of guests and instantly locked onto the focal point of the stage. There was Rebecca, her arm linked with Bruce's, gliding towards the center. She was a vision in a floor-length gown of pure white, breathtakingly ethereal. Beside her, Bruce stood tall and impeccable in his tailored suit—the picture of a perfect, destined pair. The sight struck Samuel like a bucket of ice water dumped over his head. The woman on that sta

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