“You scrape by, taking me to cheap dinners, wearing the same old clothes, living like you're stuck in some broke college life. It’s embarrassing. You’re embarrassing!” Claire scoffed at Julian,“We’re done, Julian. Take your pathetic cheap gift and get out of my life. This is over.” -- Julian, a young man, barely getting by as a janitor, had always been belittled and looked down upon by society. He was constantly treated like he was worthless. Not caring what the world thought of him, he never stopped trying to make his fiance Claire happy, pouring every ounce of himself into their relationship. However,Julian uncovers the painful trut, that Claire has been cheating on him with his boss, leaving him broken hearted. That same night, he’s left homeless. Faced with the harsh reality, he was forced to reclaim his estranged family empire, to teach those who looked down on him, and treated him like dirt a lesson.
View MoreJulian observed her in silence, his sharp gaze searching for answers. He couldn’t understand why she had said what she said to her family downstairs.“What the hell was that?” Julian asked, wanting an explanation. Why did she tell everyone that she wanted this, when clearly, none of them wanted it? He didn't understand what was going on in her mind. She was acting so strange, almost like a completely different person. Not long ago, she seemed eager to divorce, and now this? Was this some kind of game?Scarlett shifted uncomfortably, her posture stiff as she raised her gaze to meet his. “Don’t believe what I said to them,” she murmured, her voice lowering, almost back to its usual icy tone. “I said what I needed to make them stop. They were never going to stop pushing me toward Nolan.” She hesitated, then added awkwardly, “I… I need you to stay in this marriage a little while longer.”Julian raised an eyebrow, surprised by the request. Opening his mouth to respond, Scarlett quickly st
The entire family discussed Scarlett’s broken engagement with Nolan Stormbone, the heir of one of East Silverstone’s wealthiest families. They all agreed on one thing: Scarlett and Julian needed to get divorced quickly before Nolan or his family found out about everything.“But what if they find out?” Amara voiced her doubts, her voice dripping with fake concern. In reality, she couldn't care less about Scarlett's well-being, she loved that her cousin was trapped in this marriage with the loser Julian.She was more irritated that they were considering a divorce, especially when it meant Scarlett might escape from Julian. Julian had nothing, no wealth, no future, no standing, and the thought of her cousin being trapped with someone like him amused her.She, on the other hand, could only dream of being with Nolan. He was wealthy, powerful, and would be a much better match.“What if Nolan finds out that Scarlett slept with someone else?” Amara continued in a tone that was more calculati
Julian stepped into the villa. The conversation in the room ceased abruptly, when Scarlett's family noticed him walk in. The Lancasters were all gathered in the room, their gazes sharp and unwelcoming as they settled on him. Each glance was a sign of coldness and contempt, a silent declaration that he didn’t belong. Julian could feel it the moment he stepped inside, they didn’t want him here. But he wasn’t surprised that they didn't want him here, nor did he feel offended. He didn’t blame them. Honestly, he didn’t want to be here either. If Scarlett hadn’t called him, saying it was important, he would be somewhere else, maybe visiting one of the many companies he had just inherited. He was here for one reason: to sign the divorce papers and leave. His eyes landed on Scarlett, who stood by the staircase in a black blouse and jeans. She looked as stunning as ever, but Julian didn’t care. Her beauty didn’t matter to him. All he wanted was to get this over with. “Hi, I’m Jul
After Julian agreed with them that he should have nyx as his bodyguard, everyone looked a little relieved. They knew the moment the people who had killed his family found out that he was back they would target him.Vera let out a sigh, she clasped her hands together, her gaze fixed on Julian. “Alright, now that we’ve settled that,” she said, her voice businesslike. “Let’s move on.”Without further delay, she motioned for Julian to follow her. Nyx trailed behind them silently, her presence was like a shadow that seemed to blend with the air. Julian didn't even notice her.As they stepped out of the lobby, the sleek, modern building opened up into a large space that led to a big garage. The shiny floor sparkled under the bright lights above, reflecting rows of expensive cars neatly arranged.Julian’s eyes widened a little as he looked around. Inside the garage, there was a line of luxury cars, and not just any cars , every famous brand he could think of was there. Lamborghini, Ferrari,
Julian also stopped and urned to face Vera, wondering why she stopped all of a sudden. Just then, three figures approached them. Julian darted his gaze toward them, immediately recognizing the old man, Mr. Bannerman, who walked ahead with a familiar air of authority.“I have to introduce you to some people.” She said, “I'm sure you recognize Mr. Bannerman,” Vera said casually, her tone light.“I would be offended if he didn’t remember me,” Mr. Bannerman joked with a warm smile.Julian nodded, returning the smile. “Of course, I remember him.”“I’m glad you finally decided to claim the inheritance,” Mr. Bannerman continued. “I know it’s what your whole family wanted. May they rest in peace.”Julian nodded in response.Vera turned to the two women who stood next to Mr. Bannerman, and Julian’s eyes quickly scanned them. Both women were dressed in dark, sleek attire each exuding a quiet confidence that commanded attention.The first woman, with raven-black hair and piercing hazel eyes, e
Julian looked at her and then at the leather folder wondering what was inside it. Before he could ask, she already started explaining “These are your accounts,” Vera said, her tone matter of fact. “Everything is set up under your name, including the private accounts and international holdings. You'll find the details inside. Access to a vast network of your assets, not just in liquid funds but in investments, properties, and secured resources.”Julian nodded, opening the folder with a steady hand. As his eyes scanned the documents, his mind immediately began processing the figures. The numbers were staggering, beyond anything he had expected. Billions, even hundreds of billions, in various accounts, investments, and assets. He quickly took note of the amounts listed, though the wealth itself didn’t shock him. He had always known that the business empire his parents run was worth a lot. What struck him, however, was the sheer scale of it, how much power and influence lay at his finge
Julian didn’t have to wait long. As he sat back in the chair, the soft ding of the elevator doors opening caught his attention. He looked and saw Vera stepping out. She looked very stunning, elegant, yet approachable, a blend of confidence and friendliness that seemed effortless. She wore a blue female blazer that fit her well, over a white blouse, pairing it with blue trousers and sleek black heels. Her hair was neatly styled in a bun, with a few loose strands framing her face. Her eyes landing on Julian, her face lit up with a smile that was as genuine as it was welcoming. She made her way over with an ease, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor. "Julian!" she greeted him, her voice was cheerful as she extended her hand. "I’m so glad you could make it. Welcome to Prescott and Lawson." Julian stood up, offering a nod of acknowledgement before shaking her hand,"Thanks, Vera," he replied casuallyl,"I’ve been looking forward to our meeting." "I’m glad to hear that
Brandon, clearly shocked, tried to regain his footing, but Julian was already on the offensive. He moved swiftly, landing a flurry of punches and kicks that forced Brandon to go on the defensive. His confidence slipping away with each hit. Claire’s face scowled with disbelief. She thought Brandon was the martial artist here and Julian didn't know how to fight. ‘Is this real?” another comment appeared. “I thought Brandon was supposed to be a fighter?’ Brandon finally tried to throw another punch, but Julian sidestepped and swept his legs out from under him. With a loud thud, Brandon hit the ground, gasping for air. Julian didn't stop, seizing the opportunity that Brandon was down to beat him down. The chat exploded as they witnessed everything. ‘NO WAY! Brandon’s down?!’ ‘Julian is kicking his ass! This is wild!’ ‘Bro, Brandon’s got nothing. Julian’s owning him.’ Claire’s grip on her phone tightened in anger, as she watched Brandon struggle to get back up. The satisfact
The insult landed hard, and the air was tense between them. Brandon’s face twisted with anger. Who did this loser think he was talking to? “You've got some nerve you pathetic broke loser. Apologize now, or you’ll regret it!” Brandon snapped, his voice rising. “Better yet, I want you to apologize to everyone here.” He stepped closer, his sneer deepening. “Do it, or you’ll pay for your arrogance.” Claire wore a smug expression as she toyed with her hair, her fingers brushing it in a deliberately sensual way. Her other hand rested lightly on Brandon’s shoulder as she spoke, her tone dripping with mock concern. “Do as he says, Julian. You know how wealthy Brandon is. He’ll ruin your life.” Brandon smirked, his confidence growing with Claire’s support. He began to circle Julian like a predator sizing up its prey, his voice growing louder and more menacing with each word. “I’ll make sure you pay dearly for this,” he said. “No company in this city will hire you. Hell, no one will even g
The sounds of the party inside grew louder as Julian strode towards the luxurious mansion that stood In Front of him. Julian glanced down at his clothes, old and torn jeans that had seen too many days of wear, a faded graphic tee shirt with the logo peeling off, and a jacket that could barely keep him warm, let alone make him look presentable. His sneakers, though clean, were cheap and too old. Taking a deep breath, he tried to ignore how out of place he looked against the opulence of the house. The mansion’s bright windows, laughter and the music coming from inside told him that the party was already in full swing. Julian coming here meant trouble, another chance for Claire's wealthy friends to mock, ridicule and laugh at him. He wouldn’t have come, to avoid this, but Claire had threatened to break up if he missed her birthday. So, he had no choice but to face them. Julian climbed the steps, aware of how much he didn't belong here dressed like that. His worn jeans and old
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