To his relief, it wasn’t one of his matchmaking prospects, but his cousin, Isabella. Seeing that the housekeeper was still setting the table, Julian took a seat beside Isabella, crossed his legs and asked, "What brings you here today? Something up?" Having spent a few years abroad for her studies, their relationship was neither close nor distant. He remembered her as a child, two little braids bouncing as she ran after him. As she grew up, she had become more reserved, losing some of that endearing childlike charm.
Isabella always had a refined and delicate beauty. Today, dressed in a pale yellow chiffon dress, she looked even more serene. She slightly furrowed her brows, seeming a tad displeased at Julian's probing demeanor. She replied softly, "Nothing in particular. I just came to visit Aunt and Uncle."
Julian Sterling quirked a playful smirk, teasing her, "Why the long face, Isabella? Someone owes you money or what? Ouch!" He yelped as his mother's foot found his shin. Mumbling under his breath, he muttered, "Mum..."
Mrs. Sterling pulled Julian aside, whispering, "Don't tease Isabella. She's been going through a tough time, and I invited her here to give her a change of scenery and hopefully lift her spirits."
Julian's interest was instantly piqued. He'd never seen anyone ruffle the usually unflappable Isabella. Clinging onto his mother's arm, he prodded, "What happened, Mum?"
Mrs. Sterling raised an eyebrow, then slowly divulged, "What could possibly trouble young folks like you? It’s matters of the heart. Don’t mention it in front of her, though. We don’t want her feeling even more suffocated."
Julian shrugged nonchalantly, "Got it, but you still haven't told me what exactly happened. Spill!"
"It's because of that Ethan Hart boy," Mrs. Sterling replied, her tone laced with clear displeasure. "Rumor has it he's got another girl on the side. How do you think that makes Isabella feel? She’s lost so much weight; your uncle and aunt are beside themselves with worry."
Ethan Hart? Julian's brows furrowed, but he said nothing.
Julian Sterling's mother's viewpoint seemed a bit biased. After all, Ethan Hart and Isabella weren't married nor engaged. They were both single. It was just that both families had intentions of them getting together. Simply put, it was Isabella who was infatuated with Ethan. What did she mean by him being with someone else? People married could have affairs and still end up divorcing, right?
The elite often had their private escapades at clubs and private venues. They'd engage in flings when they found someone appealing. But seldom did such affairs become public family matters. He recalled his sister's dalliance with one of their father's bodyguards. It was a scandal that had the whole city abuzz. They were madly in love back then, but eventually, she obediently broke it off and married her current husband, who serves in the United Front Work Department. They lead a peaceful life now. All of which made Julian skeptical about true love.
But what surprised Julian was the public nature of Ethan Hart's affair this time. Was this the same Ethan he knew, who always acted so high and mighty?
Julian remained silent, but he mentally noted the situation. After all, Isabella was his cousin. Even if he wasn't biased towards her, he should show some concern.
That evening, the Sterling household was quieter than usual. Edward Sterling, the old patriarch, was away visiting a sanatorium in Hawaii with his old comrades. Nathan Sterling, the third son, was assigned to gain experience in a different locality. Besides Catherine, the eldest sister-in-law, trying to get Olivia to eat, the dining table was silent. It was a longstanding Sterling rule: no talk during meals and no talk before sleep.
Julian kept a neutral expression, managing to respond calmly to his father Nicholas’s occasional meaningful glances. But internally, he felt uneasy, sensing something was amiss.
As expected, right after dinner, Julian was summoned to the study. Steeling himself, he knocked, only to be met with a chilly voice from within: "Enter." He took a deep breath before pushing the door open, finding his father sitting sternly in a mahogany chair, his intimidating brow furrowed in displeasure. Julian remembered that look all too well from his childhood; every time he'd misbehaved, that was the face that greeted him. As a child, he would often run to his grandfather for shelter, but now, with his trusted ally away, Julian had to carefully navigate the situation. "Father, you wanted to see me?" Nicholas Sterling's face was as cold as ice, his voice even colder. "You have the audacity to ask?" With a sudden slap on the desk, Julian's heart skipped a beat, sensing trouble. He hurriedly replied, "Dad, please calm down. Let's talk things through. If I've made a mistake, I'll correct it. Isn't that acceptable?" "Enough of your deceit! Don't think you can keep pulling the woo
Isabella hesitated, her gaze fixed on the road ahead without uttering a word. Julian chuckled condescendingly. One hand on the steering wheel, he playfully tousled Isabella's hair with the other, saying dismissively, "Come on, if you have something to say, just spit it out. Why the formalities between us?" His years navigating the treacherous waters of business and politics hadn't been in vain. He could read the slightest shift in anyone's thoughts, let alone Isabella, whom he'd known since childhood.Julian's eyes narrowed to slits, his gaze nonchalantly fixed on the road, seemingly waiting for Isabella's response.Isabella appeared distant, her lips pressed together as if debating internally—should she speak or not?The night's shadows painted an alluring darkness within the car. Periodically, the iridescent lights from outside would streak across Julian's inscrutable face, casting it in an even more imposing and enigmatic light.Seeming to make up her mind, Isabella suddenly smiled
"Bro, let's go there," Isabella, who had silently taken her place behind Julian, nudged him. Her face was inscrutable, betraying no emotion."As the guest of honor, sit here!" As Julian approached, someone immediately vacated a spot for him. He took the seat with ease, his piercing eyes unabashedly roaming over Ethan and his companion. "And who might this be? You're quite secretive, Ethan. Aren't you going to introduce her to us?" Ethan tenderly squeezed the girl's hand and said with a smile, "This is Lily Parker, my girlfriend. Please don't tease her too much, Julian. Otherwise, who will compensate me if she gets scared away? And Lily," he whispered into her ear, "just call him ‘Julian’.”Upon hearing Ethan's introduction, Lily looked up at Julian and greeted him with a warm smile, “Julian, nice to meet you." Her delicate eyebrows and the crescent moon curve of her eyes when she smiled were enchanting. With her exquisite features, she appeared as an alluring pearl, impossible to look
He struck a match, its faint glow dancing in his eyes. With a flick, he extinguished it and said, with a hint of arrogance, "Aren't I treating everyone tonight? Let's get going, I won't wait forever." He left with the same air of pride that always defined him. For a moment, Lily thought his lingering glance was meant for her, and she chided herself for being so fanciful. In the VIP lounge on the second floor of the nightclub, Lucas Hartley, Dylan Hayes, and others were flirtatiously chatting up their dates. Ethan pulled Lily into a corner, whispering sweet nothings into her ear, with her soft laughter occasionally filling the room. Isabella seemed lost in thought, sipping her drink. Lucas teased Julian, "Do you want me to find you some company tonight? You look a bit out of sorts." Julian, inexplicably irritated, shot back with a punch, "Get lost! Don't act like I'm as shallow as you. I prefer my own company. Just go cool off and stop bothering me." Rubbing his nose, Lucas returned
Lily Parker was roused from her sleep by her roommate, Aria Mitchell, although Lily's brain was still muddled from the alcohol she'd consumed the night before.The morning sun shone brilliantly through the floor-to-ceiling window, casting a warm, golden glow over their petite bedroom. Half-awake, Lily vaguely heard Aria exclaim with excitement, "Lily, wake up! Your exchange student application got approved, and you got a full scholarship!"Jolted awake, Lily clutched Aria's sleeve and asked urgently, her voice raspy from just waking up, "What did you just say? It's approved? You're not joking with me, are you?"Aria shot her an annoyed look and said, "I swear! Would I lie about something like this?"While brushing her teeth, Lily pinched her face hard in front of the mirror several times. It hurt for real, but she still couldn't believe that the famously selective music academy had chosen her. Her brain was still trying to process this unexpected piece of good news.From outside the b
The phone on the table buzzed incessantly. Ethan didn't even spare it a glance. Eventually, tired of the disturbance, he switched it off. At that moment, the gentle chime of windbells announced Lily's entrance. She mischievously winked and waved at him.With twinkling eyes, she settled beside him. Deliberately, she leaned in, taking a playful sniff at his neck, and then patted his head approvingly. "Good, my 'Maestro' hasn't been tainted by the smell of money today. Well done!""Maestro" was a nickname Lily had given Ethan. While his primary business was in media and culture, he played the piano exceptionally well. Lily had first met him when she was assisting a classmate with a music score for a CD. A random collaboration had sparked their romance. At first, she was reserved and reluctant to his advances, but over time, she opened up, revealing her chirpy and jovial self. This change gave Ethan the perfect opportunity to win her heart. If anyone asked Ethan why he liked Lily, it migh
One day, Aria Mitchell called Lily Parker in a frantic rush, "Lily, I need your help urgently! I had promised Professor Whitmore that I'd be helping at the inauguration ceremony of the new children's welfare center in West City tomorrow. I was to lead the kids in a song for the guests. But there's an emergency at home, and I can't make it. Can you go in my stead?""Me?" Lily paused, stunned for a moment, then responded, "Aria, I studied piano, not vocals. Are you sure I'd be suitable?""Oh, come on," Aria pleaded. "Professor Whitmore knows you. She even once mentioned that you have a lovely voice, remember? It's better than having no one show up. Besides, it's for a good cause! Please, do it for me. I promise to treat you to a lavish meal afterward!"After a moment of consideration, given that she had no other plans the next day, Lily cheerfully agreed, "Alright then."The next day, Lily rose early and hurriedly made her way to the children's welfare center located on the city's outsk
It was an unexpected encounter.In truth, he had spotted her the moment she arrived at the bus stop. She wore a pink T-shirt, paired with snug-fitting jeans. Her long hair was carelessly tied into a ponytail, revealing a slender, enticing neck. The fair complexion of her skin extended down to her prominent collarbone. Such natural beauty was undeniably alluring to any man.On the vast stage, she was the only one who had caught his eye. Her delicate figure had continuously tugged at his heartstrings. He couldn't pinpoint the reason, especially knowing she was involved with a friend of his.Caught off guard, Lily took a step back, instinctively declining, "Thank you for the offer, Mr. Sterling. But I'll take the bus. I wouldn't want to inconvenience you."Julian's eyebrow quirked, a teasing smile on his lips. He acted as though he hadn't heard her refusal, jestingly warning, "You better hurry up. Parking here is restricted. If the police spot us, I'll get a fine." His voice was casual,