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Chapter 25 The tiresome day at the office due to the overly long impromptu board meeting had a gruelling effect on Julian. Arriving at the manor a few hours after dinner time, he barely registered the butler's greeting as he sauntered in. Deciding against going upstairs to his room, he plopped down on a couch in the living room, his eyes closed.He felt his hand tremble again, as they had been doing all morning, but he clenched his fists and willed them to stop. Just when he felt his shoulders loosening a little, he heard footsteps. The familiar click-clack of his mother's heels stopped in front of him, and he peeled his eyes open to look up at her.A permanent scowl was etched on her face, an expression she'd reserved just for him. He'd never seen her use that kind of affection on her precious younger son before."The maids informed me of your return, son. What is all this rubbish I'm hearing on TV and from the board?! How could you have been so careless?!" she spat out."Fuck, not
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The sounds of birds chirping and bright rays of sunlight spilling in through the windows made Julian reluctantly peel his eyes open.“Huh, this isn't my room. It's too bright”, he noted and sleepily tried to find his phone. He also felt a dull throb in his right arm and looked down. A look of recognition dawned on him as he was faced with a sleeping Leslie, the events of last night slowly re-registering in his head. He was now on her bed, in her sheets, spooning her, with her lovely curves and soft backside rubbing against his raging morning wood. He stiffened and tried distancing himself a little, only for Leslie to push backward against him.He let out a silent groan. “Oh, fuck, this is pure torment”. But that wasn't what bewildered him; it was the fact that he managed to get a wink of sleep last night. His insomnia was nothing new to him—getting a solid three-hour sleep each night was the only thing that kept him going. He was even more shocked because he was always unable to get
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The maids kept giving Leslie knowing looks as she walked down the stairs after freshening up. “Is there something on my face?” she wondered, confused as to why they were excitedly giggling and whispering to themselves. She reached the dinner table where Julian was already seated. She gazed at him and flushed again but managed to control her expression. “This man could wear a potato sack and still look good. It's totally unfair”, she thought to herself with a pout as she admired the way his rolled up shirt clung to his bulging biceps and took a seat.Kris arrived to serve them breakfast shortly afterward. "What about my mother?" Julian asked."Oh, she already had breakfast, sir, and then she left for a spa appointment," Kris replied."Left?" Leslie asked. "What time is it, Kris? I didn't check my phone.""It's 15 minutes past 11, ma'am," Kris said."O..oh, thanks”. "It's that late? We must have slept in then," Leslie couldn't remember when last she'd slept in. "And my brother, is h
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Leslie looked up at the sound of the voice and saw Vanessa strutting towards her with a big smile on her face. She wore a floral bustier top and a short black mini tulip skirt that displayed her curves. Her hair was styled in a beachy style, and when she leaned down for a hug—which caught Leslie by surprise—Leslie had to bite down on her tongue to stop herself from choking from the overpowering stench of her perfume “sheesh did she spray the whole bottle on" Leslie thought."Hi Vanessa, welcome," Leslie said warmly. "What brings you here?""Why, am I not welcome here?" Vanessa quirked a brow."N-no, that's not what I meant—""Relaxing, Leslie. I'm just messing with you," Vanessa jested and grinned widely. "Why are you still having breakfast at this hour?" Vanessa inquired."Well, we slept in, so…" Leslie responded and trailed off."We? Yeah, Julian and I slept in.""Hmm, that's unlike Julian," Vanessa said with more bite in her words than necessary.Leslie looked up at her, and Vaness
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Leslie, who was in the middle of chewing a pastry, choked slightly at Vanessa's words. "Ahem, w... well, it can be challenging sometimes… I guess."Vanessa nodded and continued, "Julian is quite an enigma, isn't he? He can be so closed off, right?""Yeah, I think that's part of his personality because he's like that to everyone. You know, all mysterious and broody," Leslie shrugged."Mysterious, yes, that's one way to put it," Vanessa's lips curled up in a knowing smile. "Did he ever tell you about the time he suddenly left for a month without telling anyone why?"Leslie's interest was instantly piqued. Apart from the dark secret that she'd mistakenly found out about, she knew little to nothing about this man. She casually leaned back in her chair."No, he never mentioned it.""Everyone was so worried at that time. The company even suffered huge losses because of his absence. He wasn't taking our calls nor did he leave any explanation at all. When he finally came back, he brushed it
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It had been a week since the board meeting with the Pattersons, and everything had been going smoothly at the office. It was lunch time already, but Julian, as busy as ever, was hunched over a pile of reports that needed review. Another heap was dumped on the table. He furrowed his brows and looked up at Philip."There's more? I thought this was the last batch?""He he, sorry sir," Philip chuckled nervously. "These are the papers from Baseline Constructions. You ordered me to bring them in this morning. I just finished adding the finishing touches and it needs your approval."Julian nodded and straightened in his chair, rolling his stiff shoulders in the process. "I gave you an assignment concerning Mr. Marcus. What are the latest reports?" Julian questioned, dropping the pen in his hands and folding his arms."I've been on the case, sir. Mr. Marcus has been absent from work for 5 days now. No one has been able to get through to him. He's a widower, so his only family is his 20-year-
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The east side of the manor was like a different manor entirely to Leslie. Sure, it was grand, beautiful, and spoke of such wealth that normal people could only dream about and wish for throughout their lives. Yet there was something missing—”probably humanity”, Leslie thought. It totally reminded her of how the west wing looked before she added her personal touch to it. It felt too impersonal and totally unwelcoming.A tall middle-aged lady in a maid's uniform with a tight bun and lips set in a hard line came up to Leslie and bowed slightly. "Hello, young miss. I'm Edna. Follow me, the madam awaits you in the sunroom." She didn't even give Leslie a chance to respond and turned around, leading the way."Okayyy," Leslie thought to herself and hurriedly followed the woman.The sunroom was so spacious and beautiful. Huge plush white settees were sprawled about, and the beautiful evening glow of the sun cast a warm light in the room. The huge wall-like windows gave a terrific view of the w
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Leslie's heart dropped,and tears pricked at her eyes."No, mother-in-law, please! I'm sorry! Don't stop my dad's treatment now, it's already in a critical stage. Please! Samantha is innocent, please don't involve her in this!" Leslie pleaded."You should have thought about this when you decided to go against my words!" Eleanor sneered."I'm sorry, I... I'll stay away. I'll do whatever you want, just... don't halt my dad's treatment and let Sam go. I beg you," Leslie said."Don't forget this, young lady: I call the shots here and I'm in control. Do I make myself clear?" Eleanor demanded."Yes, m..mother-in-law," Leslie replied with sagged shoulders."Now please leave, your presence is annoying me," Eleanor commanded.Leslie got up to leave but turned back and sniffled her tone firm despite her unshed tears, "Mother-in-law, you promised that this would be a mutually beneficial deal. Then why am I being subjected to this? Why can't I see my dad? Why all these rules?" Leslie questioned, f
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"If you so much as try to make any sudden moves, I swear I'll slit your throat!," the feminine voice threatened.Leslie felt her eyes glaze over as the grip of the blade on her throat tightened."Vanessa?""Surprise, surprise, bitch,!" Vanessa spat out venomously, clad in a black hoodie and matching tight leggings. Vanessa had a crazed, expression on her face, her eyes red and puffy, lips chapped and slowly turning black."Tell me why you didn't leave when I told you to, huh?""W-what are you talking about?" Leslie couldn't believe Vanessa was here in the flesh. Her mind raced *will I die here? Oh god!*."Haha, he loves your pretty face, right? Let's see if he'll still adore you when I botch up this face of yours!" Vanessa yelled, pulling Leslie by the hair and forcing her to the ground.Leslie was genuinely confused as to why Vanessa was attacking her like this fear pricked her skin and adrenaline flowed in her veins, she couldn't let Vanessa have her way. Before Vanessa could appro
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