"Will and testament?" Julian sighed with one questioning raised eyebrow.
"Isn't it too soon? Our father just passed away,” Max said, explaining his brother's shock.
Smiling wisely, the notary shook his head. "Instead of mourning his passing, you better be happy thinking of his wealth that fell into your hands."
"But we're not like that," Gabriella sighed with displeased brows. Her father-in-law's life was certainly much more valuable than inheritance.
Without feeling guilty, the man in the blue tie raised the corners of his lips. "Sorry, Madam. It's the first line in Herbert Evans' testament.”
In an instant, the woman's eyes and mouth rounded. "Oh, sorry," she mumbled with a groan.
"No problem," the stocky man replied before turning to face the servants. A second later, he took out a CD from under his coat and handed it over. “Would you like to help me play this video?”
In an instant, Julian's back turned strai
After seeing her husband's innocent nod, Mia swallowed hard. “What am I supposed to do with that much gold? Should I donate some?” Unknowingly, Julian smiled at his wife's muttering. “You can do whatever you want, Mia. The gold is already yours." With a slight grimace, the woman hid her discomfort. She felt that she did not deserve that much inheritance. "To Max who always refuses anything I give him ..." Herbert said in a sudden excited tone. His words successfully captured the attention of those who watched the video. “You know that Quebracha isn't the only company I've invested in, right? Therefore, take care of my other stocks.” A sigh of disbelief suddenly escaped Max's mouth. “I actually rejected Quebracha because I wanted to focus on my own business. Now, how do I focus if I become the shareholder in 19 companies?” "That many?" Gabriella sighed with raised eyebrows in surprise. While constricting the forehead, Max nodded lazily.
"You're wrong, Julian. I am very happy to be living with you and also very glad to enter this house as your wife. It's like a beautiful dream come true. But ..." Mia said before turning her smile into a wry one, "we can't be laughing and dancing, can we?" "That's what I meant. I have failed to ensure the safety of our wedding. If only Dad was still alive, our happiness would be perfect,” Julian regretted with a wrinkled face. Not wanting her husband to keep carrying the burden, Mia jerked the hand that was holding her lightly. "Come on, Julian. It's not your fault," she said softly. "We can't fight the fate. So, put away your regrets. Don't make Dad uneasy up there." From under the furrows of his brows, the man depicted disappointment. "But, I really want to make my wife happy," he said in a dragging voice. "I am happy," Mia said with a reassuring nod. A second later, the woman looked down at their intertwined fingers. "Do you know? Just being able to
"Yes, these two people used to look down at me," Mia said, making the knees of the employee who had insulted her tremble violently. "Oh no! How could it be like this? I don't want to be fired from Quebracha,” the thin-lipped woman thought with a grimace. “Tsk, what should I do to save my career? Should I apologize?” another employee with longer hair said inwardly. Knowing her suspicion was correct, Lena spontaneously looked at the employee standing in the corner of the elevator with a scornful look. "How could those women be so mean?" the young servant muttered with brows furrowed in displeasure. “Do they think they are perfect? They're not even prettier than me." Hearing Lena's muttering, Mia almost laughed. However, for the sake of maintaining her image, she put on an even face. “Then, what are you going to do with them, Madam? Does Mister Julian already know about this?” the young servant asked as she was no longer whispering.
"Why did you ask like that?" Mia asked with teary eyes. “Are you doubting my loyalty?” Hearing a voice that trembled with sorrow, Julian gasped. He just realized that his lips had said something inappropriate. However, before he could correct the mistake, his wife had already moved from the chair. “Mia … wait!” Quick as lightning, the man grabbed his wife's arm. “Sorry …, I didn't mean to offend you.” "You're just questioning my loyalty, Julian," the woman said, almost bursting into tears. Her chest and throat were already burning with disappointment. "We've only been married for two months, but you don't trust me anymore." While painting regret through the forehead, the man shook his head. "That's not what I meant," he moaned softly. "But that's what I caught with both of my ears!" Worried that he would lose Mia's love, Julian hugged the woman tightly. "Forgive me. Really ... I'm sorry. My brain is already insane because of th
"Are you nervous?" Julian whispered before kissing the head of the woman walking beside him. Although his heart was pounding, the man wore a relaxed expression as best he could. Smiling faintly, Mia shook her head. "No. I'm only 14 weeks pregnant, Julian. The doctor said that the gender of the baby could indeed be seen, but not clear. The possibility of wrongdoing is still great.” “But, you must be hoping that this is the Little Princess, right?” the man asked while stroking his wife's small belly. Shy to see other hospital visitors, Mia sighed faintly and looked down. Out of the corner of her eye, she met her husband's gaze. "Do you know that Mom repeatedly advises me not to get my hopes up.” "But you still hope?" Julian replied while raising an eyebrow. Wrinkling a smile, the pregnant woman nodded. "I don't want Dad's name and gifts to go to waste," she explained in a low voice. Understanding his wife's feelings, Julian suddenly chuc
"Then, if our child is a boy, what name is suitable for him?" Mia asked while rubbing her belly, trying to treat the guilt in the Little One. That woman felt unfair because she had forced the situation. The hope of having a baby girl must be immediately dashed. At the unexpected question, Julian's eyes automatically rolled upwards. After a moment of silence, he muttered. “How about we adopt Dad's idea? Grace ... becomes Gracedo? Gracello? Grazelo?” One more spontaneous laugh erupted from Mia's mouth. “That sounds unique, Julian. You're really creative in making names," the woman teased. "It's not an easy matter, Mia. Even you haven't found a nickname for me yet," the man grumbled while putting on a sullen look. After muffling the cheerful voice, the woman let out a faint sigh. “About that …. I guess, I'm comfortable just calling you Julian. My heart tingles every time I say that one beautiful word." “Is that a compliment to me or a way to esca
“Julian, how about we postpone this romantic moment and wait for the Little Prince to come. I don't want to be a spectacle,” Mia whispered with an awkward smile. "Why not? There were more eyes in Switzerland, but you didn't mind," Julian replied while observing the surroundings. “Besides, we are legally husband and wife. It's natural for me to be romantic with you." "That's because my parents weren't there and we don't know the other tourists," Mia answered without moving her lips. The woman tried not to draw more attention. She was not aware that her cheeks had turned red. Instead of understanding, the husband furrowed his eyebrows. “But, your father and mother were also at our wedding. At that time, you didn't mind our romance," Julian said while blinking in confusion. “It was our wedding, Julian, a special moment for both of us. But right now, we shouldn't be stealing the spotlight,” Mia muttered while shaking her head faintly. Thinking tha
Suddenly, the CEO snorted in annoyance. "I'm getting more and more guilty for wasting the last two months," he grumbled before releasing regret into the air. "Nothing goes to waste, Julian. Haven't you already made a lot of progress? Just take the positive side," Max said, patting his brother's shoulder. Getting such simple advice, Julian burst out laughing. "Guess what! I just felt that it's the first time you sincerely comfort me.” A second later, Max snorted. "I'm always sincere, Brother," he said, emphasizing the last word. "You just never considered it true." "Yes, you always cover it with your joking style," Julian replied, throwing back admiration at his brother. "You know what? I also think that it's the first time you've been willing to admit my sincerity shamelessly,” Max said while pointing a finger and squinting. Watching Julian and Max's intimacy, Gabriella secretly smiled. She wanted to let the brothers to be more familia