Julian's POV Kristiana was suddenly interested in working.No matter the angle I looked at it from, I just couldn't wrap my head around it. Reclining against my chair, I tossed the iPad I was scrolling through on the table as a little sigh escaped from my lips.Picking up my ballpoint pen, I began to swirl it around my fingers, recalling every single thing that had happened that day. “Was it Clarence who motivated her?" I huffed, taking in a deep drink of air. Her request came in after she learnt Clarence was running her company. Up until now, her motive was unclear but it was good that she decided to do something meaningful with her time. On every other day, she spent it researching on Shein’s newest collections, limited editions and also spent countless hours skimming through fashion magazines. Kristiana wasn't one who had interest in work, not when her partner was more than capable of taking good care of her. “It's a good one." I said repeatedly with my hands crossed on the
Clarence's POV Everything was going in line with my plans and so I couldn't help but to be happy. My company is finally going to be launched and with the help of my staff, I am going to create a remarkable event to celebrate.This morning when I arrived at my office, Olivia was placing a pile of documents on the table. Hurrying to her side, I asked, “What's that?” "You're here.” She mouthed, stepping backwards with her hands folded in front of her while I examined the documents. "The meeting will start in half an hour, I will remind you five minutes before the commencement.” She said, eliciting a nod from me.Engrossed in reviewing the statistics I had requested, I totally forgot about the meeting but thanks to Olivia, I arrived at the boardroom just in time. Lowering myself at the head of the table after exchanging greetings with the directors present, I allowed my eyes to roam around for a while. Just then, my eyes fell on Kristiana and almost immediately, I rolled my eyes re
Clarence's POVThe D-Day I had been waiting for had finally arrived. To my delight, everything was going on smoothly and just as planned; I couldn't help but to thank my lucky stars. At the moment, I was backstage. The ceremony was now in its full swing and very soon, I would be called to the stage to give my speech.Skimming through the speech I had painstakingly prepared a few days ago, I paced about in circles so my legs wouldn't be stiff. “Oh, here you are." Kristiana's voice made me snap my head upwards. Returning her smile and reliving her from the glass of wine she held out to me, I asked, “Have you been searching for me?"“Yeah." She nodded. “I looked all over the place but you were nowhere to be found. I was getting scared that something had happened to you until Olivia directed me here." She said in a heartbeat. “Oh…" I filtered off since I had nothing to say to her. After that saga that ended with a dangerous glare, I was always careful around her. I didn't want a
Clarence's POVFrustrated, I pushed my hand into my hair, I began to tug on it as I tried all I could to control my temper that was at the verge of bursting out. What is all this madness? All of a sudden, she requested that she become the host speaker, which I agreed to.Why then is she blaming me for being unable to deliver a speech effectively? This is sickening. “I can't believe I’m having this conversation with you right now." She sucked her teeth in anger.Not like I meant it, I just wanted to put an end to all this saga so I stepped forward and with my calmest tone, I said, “Please forgive me." Crossing her hand on her chest, she let out a loud hiss instead and then resumed pacing about. With a smirk, I stepped backwards, preparing myself for the worse as I was certain that this was just a tip of the iceberg. “Ms. Clarence…” Olivia poked her head through the door but I gave her a sign to leave. It would be unfair to let her get entangled in this mess. “I wouldn't blame
Julian's POVToday was the launching ceremony of Clarence company and to that effect, she sent me a VIP invitation. Because of my tight schedule at work, I couldn't meet up with the opening ceremony and by the time I arrived, it had begun in a full swing. Scanning the hall with my eyes, I was hoping to see Clarence lurking somewhere but she was nowhere to be found, same as Kristiana. Where could they have gone? — I pondered, shifting my weight on my seat. Pulling out my phone, I dialed Kristiana's phone but she wouldn't pick her call same as Clarence and this got me so worried. Unable to keep up anymore, I walked up to the man who had identified himself as the managing director of the company. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, I asked, “By any chance, do you know where I can find Clarence?” The look he sent my way made me rephrase my words, "I mean, Ms. Clarence.” "She invited me for this ceremony but she is nowhere to be found.” I said, flashing my VIP card before him.
Julian's POV.My immediate response to her request made her mouth drop open, same as her eyes which were widened like saucers. The look on her face depicted shock which was understandable. Ever since Kristiana and I became an item, I had never deprived her of anything. If I don't have it at the moment, I find all possible means to get it for her. “Julian.” She managed to call after several attempts of making a sound. "I’m sorry but you can't have it…" She didn't wait for me to finish speaking before she stormed out in anger. Her heels clicking against the marble floor was the sound that rented the whole room until she slammed the door shut. Pushing my hand into my hair, I tossed it backwards as I let out a little sigh of frustration. Clarence saying she wouldn't be able to run the company was nothing but the truth. Kristiana knows nothing about business. Her focus in life before now was to acquire all luxuries her hands could get on, nothing more and I doubt if she was willi
Clarence's POV I have been frustrated several times in my life but this was something else. I mean, why was I the one getting the brunt of everything while the orchestrator stood aside, watching in fulfilment.Tossing my head backwards, I let out a low and frustrated sigh, clenching and unclenching my fists all in a bid to let go of the anger that was running through my veins. After Julian left backstage, I took my leave too and then returned to join the event. When he wouldn't stop looking around, I concluded that he was searching for Kristiana who wasn't in the hall at the moment. Wondering what was going on, I couldn't concentrate on the event that I kept talking about non stop. Several minutes later, he left the table and with the way he was walking hurriedly, I was fully convinced that things were not right.At first, I didn't want to go after him but I was curious to find out what issue would make him leave when the launching ceremony wasn't even near the stage of getting
Julian's POV.It had been already half an hour since I started searching for Kristiana but there was no breakthrough. Each time I called her phone, she disconnected immediately, leaving me more frustrated and furious but there was nothing I could do. Pacing about in the hallway, I ignored the looks I was getting from passersby. “Mom." I groaned, digging my hand into my hair. Mother was the only one who could help me at the moment but I didn't want to get her involved. She was going to go berserk and not only will I be dealing with Kristiana who was acting off limit, mother will also be on my neck.I was already leaving when Clarence’s secretary stepped out of the elevator.Taking a step, I wanted to go after her but on a second thought, I halted. She was already disappearing into the corner when I called out to get her attention as I hurriedly made my way towards her. “Is there a problem?" She asked with a tone dripping with concern. “The control room, where is it?" With her
Clarence’s POV. The moment I stepped into the police station, my eyes landed on Julian. He was seated in front of an officer, and Kristina was right beside him, her arms wrapped around his waist, head nestled against his shoulder. I froze. I didn’t know why Julian had asked me to come, but looking at them, I suddenly felt like I didn’t belong there. He seemed fine. He wasn’t alone. Kristina was with him, holding onto him like she was afraid to let go. If I walked up to him now, it would only make things more complicated, and her suspicions would only grow deeper. Without a second thought, I turned on my heels and made my way back to my car. As I slid into the driver’s seat, guilt settled in my chest. I should have stayed. He had defended me at the mall, standing by me even when it meant taking the insults meant for me. But I couldn’t even walk into that station for him because I was afraid of what his fiancée would think. I hesitated for a moment before typing out a text.
Julian’s POV. Kristina’s gaze darted between me and Clarence, the anger in her eyes intensifying with every passing second. The way I was still holding onto Clarence’s hand possessively didn’t help. “What the hell is going on?” Kristina asked with suspicious eyes. I let go of Clarence’s wrist, stepping back. “It’s nothing,” I quickly said. “There was a misunderstanding.” Kristina’s lips curled in distaste as she crossed her arms. “A misunderstanding?” She turned her glare on Clarence. “Of course, it involves you.” Clarence didn’t react to the hostility, instead, her expression was impassive. “If you’re done making assumptions, I’ll be leaving.” She bent down to pick up her groceries, but Kristina took a step forward, eyes narrowing. “You think I’m stupid?” Kristina scoffed. “You always show up at the worst times, don’t you? Just when Julian and I are doing fine—” I cut her off. “Kristina, that’s enough.” She ignored me, still focused on Clarence. “Stay the hell away fr
Julian’s POV.Staring at Clarence’s photo brought back memories I had tried so hard to forget. Our university days. The laughter, the arguments, the way she made everything feel less suffocating. And then, the day everything ended. I tossed the phone back into the glove compartment, shutting it away like I had tried to shut away those memories. She was the last person I wanted to think about, not now, not ever. I wasn’t even sure if I still had space for her in my heart. Rubbing a hand down my face, I let out a slow breath and rested my head against the seat. My mind refused to quiet down. Why was I even hell-bent on getting married to Kristina? I didn’t love her. Hell, I didn’t even like her. She was my parents’ choice, their perfect idea of who I should be with. And somehow, I had gone along with it, convincing myself it was the right thing to do. A sharp ache settled in my chest. It wasn’t just about them choosing Kristina—it was about everything they had done for me. Eve
Julian’s POVI stood outside my family home, my hands buried deep in my pockets. Months had passed since my last visit, and if it weren’t for the news about my father’s health, I wouldn’t be here now. Two days ago, my mother called, her voice filled with urgency, telling me my father had fallen ill. As his doctor, I had no choice but to come. But beyond the obligation, there was still something in me that made me care. No matter how much distance had settled between us over the years, he was still my father. Stepping inside, I inhaled the familiar scent of polished wood and freshly brewed tea. The house staff greeted me with polite nods before disappearing into the background, just as they always did. My mother met me in the hallway, her expression unreadable.“Julian,” she said softly, reaching out to touch my arm. “I’m glad you came.” “How is he?” She sighed. “Weak. He refuses to rest properly, but I know you’ll handle that.” I didn’t reply, just gave a small nod before
Clarence’s POV. Their stares burned into my skin, each one heavy with judgment. I stood in the center of the living room, my back stiff, fists clenched at my sides as anger coursed through me. My stepmother, my uncle, Gina, Damon—they all looked at me like I was nothing more than a disgrace. Like I had no right to be here, let alone demand what was mine. As if I were some thief who had stolen from them, someone who should be on my knees, begging for permission to keep what my mother left behind. “You’re being disrespectful, Clarence,” my uncle said, shaking his head as though I had disappointed him personally. "This arrogance is exactly why you don’t deserve the company." I swallowed back my frustration. "I’m not being arrogant. I’m fighting for what’s rightfully mine.” My heart was pounding as I spoke, but I wouldn’t let them see it. I refused to give them the satisfaction of knowing their words had any effect on me. "Yours? That company belongs to the family, not just
Clarence’s POV.I pulled into my family's residence, a place I never thought I'd return to, even if I lost everything. I sat in my car, taking deep breaths, preparing myself for what was waiting inside. Meeting my step-sister, her mom, and my ex-husband - now her sweetheart - was a daunting task. I steeled myself, knowing I couldn't avoid them, especially now that they were in charge.The meeting was likely about my mother's company, which I now controlled. That company was my lifeblood, and I wouldn't let them ruin it without a fight. I got out of the car and walked into the yard, heading straight to the main house.The butler greeted me, ushering me in like a stranger. It stung to be treated this way, especially since I was the legitimate daughter but since I was a failure, I was now considered more of an outsider than a family member.I took a seat in the living room, looking around at the place that was once my home. Memories of my late mother lingered, but now the space felt suff
Clarence's POV.I wanted to speak up, but Julian's dismissive attitude made me realize it was best to leave, even though his presence at the company bothered me. I wondered if asking him about it would be pointless since he wouldn't tell me anyway."I'll just head back," I announced, turning to leave. Julian didn't react or look up, which wasn't surprising given his behavior.As I walked out of his office, I sighed, wondering when his silent treatment would end. I knew I was the one who ruined everything in the past, and he now had a fiancée. While that didn't justify his treatment of me, I couldn't complain because I deserved it. After all, we were just business partners, not even friends.Just then, someone shoved me aside, saying "Excuse me" in an annoyed voice. I staggered, regaining my balance to find Kristina storming past me. She didn't even spare me a glance and angrily walked into Julian's office, banging the door shut.I scoffed, irritated by her behavior. "She sure has end
Clarence's POV.Though Julian's response wasn't what I expected, I didn't take it personally. Overall, I was grateful that he didn't flare up like Kristiana, instead he gave me a chance to say whatever I wanted and he was patient with me. During the three days he asked me to stay off the company, I remained indoors, watching the news just in case something regarding the loan was mentioned but nothing of that sort popped up. Several times, I was tempted to tag step mom and Damon to be responsible for this mess but there was no strong evidence against them. All they knew and cared about was that I had resurrected my mother's company, nothing else.They wouldn't have found out about Julian’s help, I'm sure of that. And even if they did, a week was not enough for them to pull that off so easily. “It must be someone nearby that did that.” I spoke with much conviction but I couldn't picture the face of who the person was. Each time I recall the humiliation and embarrassment Kristiana
Julian's POV.The splashing of water against the floor in the bathroom was not enough to conceal the voice of Kristiana who was yelling for reasons I couldn't fathom. Hurriedly, I pulled my towel off the rack and strapped it tightly around my waist as I stepped out of the bathroom. Kristiana had her back on me but I could see the phone that was against her ear. I should have known she was on the phone— I mouthed, drying my wet hair with the drier. Her conversation was slowly getting intense with her partner receiving the dead end of it. At this point, I needed no one to tell me it was Clarence on the other end of the phone. At first, I didn't make a move but when she wouldn't stop yelling, I had no choice but to walk up to her. Snatching the phone she was gripping tightly to, I ended the call, tossing the device to the side. “What do you think you are doing?" She yelled, her eyes widened as she pulled herself to her feet to square off with me. Ignoring her, I turned my back o