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The Invisible Heir A wedding of no choice
Julian barely acknowledged Viktor's presence as he didn’t reply. His attention was shifted briefly to Scarlett, who stood stunning in an ivory lace gown that caught the sunlight. The dress hugged her figure, flowing elegantly to the ground. Her hair was styled in an updo, soft curls framing her face. But her expression was far from joyful. Even in her seriousness, Scarlett remained beautiful. Their eyes met by accident, and Julian noticed the raw intensity in her glare. It was filled with so much hatred, it almost seemed tangible. He didn't understand why she would be so mad at him, he also had no idea how they ended up in this situation. After sometime, the officiant began the process of the wedding, his voice humming on as if reading from a script. Julian and Scarlet barely looked at each other, and they also didn't pay attention to any of the officiant's words, as they held no meaning to them. They were both only there because they had no choice. It wasn’t a ceremony, and
Last Updated : 2024-11-06The Invisible Heir A desperate call
Julian blinked, taken aback. How dare she blame him for this mess? He also was forced into this, yet he wasn't blaming her, so what gave her the right to do so? Julian wanted to respond to her. Before he could respond, Viktor appeared in the hallway, amusement lighting his eyes.“Well, well, looks like the honeymoon’s off to a great start.” Scarlett shot him a cold glance. “Stay out of this.” Julian felt like he had to say something and put her in her place once and for all, however he didn’t want to engage; it would only make things worse. He had no choice in the matter, just like Scarlett, and neither of them seemed to have any say in what came next. With deliberate calm, he turned away from Scarlett, ignoring her heated gaze. Her words meant nothing. He walked past her without a word. Sometime later, found his phone in Scarlett’s room and then headed for the villa’s exit. As he approached the gate, he noticed security standing by. And they were looking at him, with weird looks,
Last Updated : 2024-11-06The Invisible Heir The missing piece
Sometime later, almost an hour and half, Julian finally arrived at the bar he worked part time. Julian pushed open the door to the bar and made his way inside. The place had the same dim lighting as the night before, with the quiet hum of voices and soft music filling the air. But now, in the brightness of noon, the atmosphere felt different. The tables that usually filled up at night with the bustling crowd were mostly now empty, leaving the place calm and quiet. Well, It wasn’t just a bar, it doubled as a small restaurant, with a scattering of tables for diners near the front and a cozy seating area to the side. At night, it was packed with patrons enjoying food and drinks, but during the day, it was a quieter spot, a place for locals grabbing a meal or a drink to unwind. He glanced around, noting the emptiness of the room compared to the usual crowds after dark. The absence of people made the whole place feel almost unfamiliar, as if the energy from the night before had com
Last Updated : 2024-11-06The Invisible Heir Necessity not desire
Almost an hour passed , and Julian was still sitting at the bar, holding a half empty bottle of beer. He had to figure out who could be responsible for his kidnapping and why, and he had no answers. After she had given Julian all the answers he was asking for, Jasmine had excused herself and returned to her job. The world around Julian buzzed quietly, murmured conversations, the occasional clink of glass, and the soft hum of music playing in the background but he couldn't hear any of that because his mind was a whirlwind of confusion. It wasn’t until his phone buzzed in his pocket that he snapped back to the present. He hesitated, wondering who could be calling him. No one would be calling his phone as far as he knew, so he was intrigued. With a sigh, he pulled his cellphone from his pockets. To his dismay when he opened his phone, he saw that it was a text from an unknown number. Who did it belong to? He wondered as he pressed on the message, his eyes widening slightly in in
Last Updated : 2024-11-07The Invisible Heir Out of place
As she looked at him, there was something in Scarlett's eyes, hatred for him. Scarlett’s resentment for Julian was immense, rooted deep in her heart. He hadn’t just ruined her life when he did nothing to stop the wedding; he’d shattered her dreams of becoming the CEO, stripping away the future she’d worked tirelessly to build. Every glance at him reminded her of everything she’d lost, and she didn't want to forgive him. Julian could almost feel the contempt and hatred she felt for him. She didn’t say anything at first, just surveyed him with a cold look. Her cold expression could freeze someone in place. Julian stood there for a moment, unsure if he should say something first or wait for her to speak. Either way, he knew it wasn’t going to be pleasant. Finally he decided to speak. “So…, I'm here, and, where are we going?” He asked politely. “You’re late,” she replied finally, her tone clipped and cold. “Or did you forget how to read a clock?” She folded her arms, letting out a
Last Updated : 2024-11-08The Invisible Heir A suit of discomfort
Nonetheless, Julian knew he didn’t have much of a choice but to be here; he was, after all, Scarlet’s driver for the day. Reluctantly, he followed her to the entrance, where a sharply dressed man was checking each guest's invitation. When Scarlet’s turn came, she presented her invitation with a casual flick of her wrist, and the man nodded respectfully, stepping aside to let her through. Julian also was allowed inside since he was with her. The art gallery buzzed with life, an air of sophistication that Julian couldn’t quite fit into. The walls were decorated with impressive paintings, sculptures, and abstract pieces each one more expensive than anything he had ever touched. At least this time, Julian didn’t have to worry about looking out of place in a shabby outfit. He was still dressed in the tailored suit he’d worn for his wedding to Scarlet earlier that day. As he walked in behind her, keeping a respectful distance, he couldn’t help but notice how much attention she drew. He
Last Updated : 2024-11-08The Invisible Heir The inheritance dilemma
He turned, somewhat reluctantly, and found himself facing a well dressed older man. The man’s suit was immaculately tailored, his silver hair was combed back with class. Everything about the man showed that he was someone wealthy “Do I know you?” Julian asked, guardedly looking the man in the eyes. The man gave a small nod, unfazed by Julian’s guarded tone, he stretched out his hand eagerly, almost so eargery which caught Julian off guard, “My name is Alfred Bannerman.” “Oh...kay. Well, Mr. Bannerman, you still haven't answered my question. Do I know you?" Julian asked again, still keeping a guarded stance. It was very usual that someone who looked wealthy would approach him, and that too, know him. Unless they were from the firm, then it was usual. Mr. Bannerman paused, looking at him with an almost calculating expression. “I knew your parents,” he said, his voice a bit softer now. “I worked with them closely, and well, their passing left some… loose ends. And I’m afraid, Ju
Last Updated : 2024-11-08The Invisible Heir Gretta's Regret
"Oh…hey, I'm Julian. I was just saying, this barely looks like art," Julian replied, taken aback by her hostility. The woman's frown deepened. "What would you know about art?" she retorted, her voice laced with sarcasm.”I highly doubt someone as classless as you would understand." She scrutinized him more closely. And she noticed a few things about him; although his suit looked good on him, it was very cheap for someone who would be able to attend this event. Plus he lacked the subtle markers of wealth and influence that she was accustomed to. No expensive watch, no custom-tailored shirt, no air of effortless superiority. Even his hair screamed ‘commoner.’ "You don't belong here," she declared, her voice now ice-cold. "This is an exclusive event, not a place for… your kind to sneak into." She gave him a dirty look. "How did you even get in? Did you slip past security with the caterers?" "I didn't sneak in," Julian replied, angry at her insinuation. "Then do show me your invit
Last Updated : 2024-11-09
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The Invisible Heir Scarlets call
After leaving the hotel, Julian returned home. In the evening around 10 pm as he lay on his bed, scrolling through his phone, trying to find some public Information about his enemies . His eyebrows arched when it suddenly vibrated. Seeing that Scarlett was calling, he paused for a moment.He had forgotten that Scarlett was in the hotel ballroom during the shooting. He wondered if she had made it out safely amidst all the chaos and panic.He answered the call and pressed the phone to his ear.“Hey, Julian,” Scarlett’s voice came through, soft but concerned.“Are you okay?” she asked. “How are you feeling?”Julian couldn’t help but grin, leaning back on his bed. She asked how he was doing. Was she worried about him now? He didn’t expect that. Honestly, Scarlett had always been aloof and cold toward him at first. It was hard to believe that now she could tolerate him like this. It was almost as if… she cared about him all of a sudden.“Aw, look at that,” he couldn’t stop himself from te
The Invisible Heir The confrontation
“Where is he?” the mayor demanded as Julian approached him and Helen. He rose from the stretcher, his face was a mask of anger and determination. “Where is the son of a bitch who dared to shoot me? Bring him to me.”Julian was taken aback by the mayors sudden behavior. All of a sudden he was acting like this? Julian expression remained calm, almost indifferent. “He’s in my custody,” he replied, his voice showing how much he couldn’t care less about the mayor's outburst, “I’ll interrogate him and let you know what I find out.”But Mayor Sullivan frowned after hearing Julian’s words. He glared deep into Julian’s eyes as if trying to scare him into giving up custody of the shooter. The mayor didn’t agree with Julian because he wanted to do the interrogation himself. Actually, he didn’t need to interrogate the shooter because he already knew who had sent him and why. But that wasn’t the point. He wanted to use the shooter to send a message to the organization, letting them know that the
The Invisible Heir A close call
The room froze, it was like everything happened in slow motion. Some couldn’t believe what they had just witnessed; had the mayor been shot right in front of them? Others, too terrified to think beyond their own survival, scrambled for safety.Panic erupted in the ballroom. Screams filled the air as chaos took hold. Guests scrambled for cover, tables overturned, and a stampede surged toward the exits. Julian’s heart beat rapidly, worrying for the mayor's life, but his focus never got affected by this. His eyes were still locked on the shooter, who was already making his escape.But Julian wasn’t going to let him get away, he walked through the terrified crowd chasing after the shooter. It wasn’t easy because bodies pressed against him, some ducking behind overturned tables, others panicking as they rushed for the exits. But he still pushed forward relentlessly. By the time Julian burst out of the ballroom and into the narrow corridor beyond, the assassin had gained significant groun
The Invisible Heir In Plain sight
The man was unconscious, stripped down to his boxers and vest. Julian’s eyes narrowed in surprise. But, it didn’t take long for Julian to put together what was happening; the man who had left the room wasn’t a real waiter. He had overpowered the actual staff member and taken his uniform as a disguise.Julian crouched beside the unconscious man, checking his pulse. It was faint but still beating . Letting out a sigh of relief, he quickly activated his earpiece. “Celeste, the situation is worse than I thought. The suspect has incapacitated a real staff member and is disguised as a waiter. He just left the room heading toward the gala.”Celeste’s voice came through, calm but urgent as usual. “Understood. I’ll alert the team to keep an eye out for anyone acting suspicious. We’ll tighten security immediately.”Julian returned downstairs where the gala was taking place. His eyes scanned the crowd, searching for the suspect. The waiter’s disguise should have made him easier to spot, but ther
The Invisible Heir Jealousy perhaps?
Julian? Her mind raced. What was he doing here… with Helen? Did the two of them know each other already? She watched how close Helen was standing to him, as if they were very familiar with one another, and it didn’t sit well with her. Perhaps it was jealousy she was feeling. After all, who would be happy to see their friend acting so close to their husband?Deep down, Scarlett knew it herself: the reason she was this uncomfortable seeing Julian so close to Helen was because she had started to develop a soft spot for Julian…. And maybe even feelings for him. She wouldn’t admit it to his face, though.Her expression shifted briefly, but she quickly masked her surprise,or the jealousy. “Hi,” she said, her tone smooth, her lips curving into a controlled smile. “What are you doing here?” she asked, directing her question at Julian.Julian smiled slightly. “I’m here on business.” he said casually.Helen didn’t pay that much attention to their exchange as she was eager to introduce them. Sh
The Invisible Heir Scarlett’s Arrival
The mayor sighed, his voice heavy with regret as he continued,“At first, they seemed harmless. Backroom deals, a little influence here and there, some people to help me push policies. But as time went on, the favors got… darker. They wanted things that went against everything I believe in: dirty money, shady deals.” He paused, taking a shaky breath. “I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t be controlled like that.”Julian’s eyes narrowed, understanding dawning on him. “And they couldn’t have that. They needed someone they could control.” It was easy for juliam to understand what the mayor was saying and what the organization was hoping for in return for helping the mayor. After all these were tactics Julian was all too familiar with. Growing in a powerful family he had witnessed firsthand how the same practices the organization was using were used by his grandfather and father to control people in key positions.In fact, Julian vividly remembered one of the lessons his father had imparted about
The Invisible Heir Sterling’s Attempts
The mayor’s eyes widened in alarm. “What… what are you talking about?” His eyes darkened slightly as he gritted his teeth. “The Sterlings again…they’ve been relentless. But they won’t win. Not this time.” His tone hardened, as though trying to convince himself as much as anyone else. The Sterling family had long been fierce rivals of the Sullivans in both business and politics. When Wendell Sterling had lost the mayoral election, he had apparently stooped to drastic measures, resorting to attempts on his opponent’s life. Julian couldn’t help but wonder if the same Sterlings the mayor was talking about had any connections to this organization. And if they were connected—and it also turned out that the old woman, Elizabeth Sterling, whom he had met at Harper & Co. Headquarters had ties to them, then Julian would need to be wary of her intentions. Helen sighed, exasperation evident in her words. “Don’t worry, Master Julian. We’ve set up enough security to handle the Sterlings. There’s
The Invisible Heir A new kind of fear
Master Julian? Who the hell was that? Helen had no idea who the new woman was talking about but she couldn’t help being intrigued because the title meant he was important.The mayor, despite not being in control here, had a dark expression as he asked. “Who are you, how dare you…” “Quite, mayor Sullivan.” Celeste demanded sharply as she stopped beside Julian and Nyx.Julian finally stepped forward, addressing the mayor directly. “I can assure you that I'm not here to cause harm. “ He promised.The mayor and Helen both seemed to ease slightly at his words, but Helen’s expression quickly hardened into a scowl. “What do you want, then?” she demanded, her voice sharp. “And did your friend really have to kill our security team?”Julian’s gaze drifted briefly to the bodies on the floor. He couldn’t suppress the faint chill that ran through him at the sight. Nyx’s methods, while undeniably effective, were far from ideal. He didn’t approve of the bloodshed, but he also understood the reality
The Invisible Heir The Mayor’s mistake
For the first time, Helen’s aloof mask slipped, revealing some doubt in her eyes. Seeing how unfazed Julian was, despite his life being on the line here, she wondered why? What was he planning? No, a better question was who was this man?“Is that supposed to be believable?” she began, her voice laced with sarcasm.Before she could finish her sentence, the sound of heavy footsteps filled the air. Julian turned to see more than a dozen men entering the terrace. At their center, walking with them into the terrace was an imposing and intimidating figure: the mayor himself. His presence commanded respect, but his sharp gaze was filled with suspicion as he shot julian a look.“Father,” Helen said, her voice shifting to relief. She felt relived knowing that she didn have to deal with this assassin, the mayor would take care of it.The mayor didn’t acknowledge his daughter because his attention was locked on Julian. And, with a single hand gesture from the mayor, his men pointed their weapo
