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A wedding of no choice
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The Invisible Heir A desperate call
Julian quickly found his phone from Scarlett’s bedroom. After that he made his way to the villa’s exit. As he approached the gate, he noticed security standing by. He wondered if they would allow him to pass. Did Mr Lancaster give them orders to not let him leave or what? Nonetheless Julian continued, to his relief, they didn’t stop him. They didn't even pay any attention to him. He stepped outside, feeling a sense of relief that finally he was out. He quickly hailed an Uber and got in, telling the driver to take him to the bar were he worked part time. He had some questions for Jasmine. Perhaps she would provide some answers to how he had ended up in Scarlett's bed this morning. As he sat in the car, knowing he had finally left the Villa, It was like the weight of the world had been lifted off him, for a moment. But that sense of freedom quickly faded. Pain stabbed through his chest as he realized nothing had changed his life was still a mess. He had no home, no money, no
The 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
The 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
The 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
The 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
The 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
The Invisible Heir Inheritance Dilemma 2
Sometime later, Julian stood a few steps from some paintings. He was busy looking at them, although he didn't find them impressive. He was starting to question people’s tastes, wondering who would actually pay anything for such an ugly painting. As he continued to look at the other canvas in the event, he noticed Scarlett walking in his direction. But she wasn't walking over to him specifically, she was with an older woman. The woman with scarlet was impeccably dressed in a tailored white suit, the kind of outfit that spoke to both wealth and taste. The woman, holding a champagne flute, gestured toward a large canvas in front of them. “This piece,” she said, her voice full of admiration, “is one of the most renowned works in the collection. It's known for its bold expression and historical significance.” Scarlett sipped her drink, her eyes lighting up with interest as she examined the canvas. "It’s beautiful," she replied smoothly, offering a faint smile. "Do you know what the s
The Invisible Heir Contemplating the inheritance
As he heard her talk, and he realized who she was, Julian frowned. “Sorry, I’m not interested,” he interrupted, cutting her off. Julian walked off from her trying to avoid any more conversations with her. He let out a sigh. Another one of these people, trying to convince him to take the family legacy? Vera wasn't the first one from the firm who had approached Julian about this, it was almost a dozen other people who had approached him, ever since he turned 18. It was their insistence that had made his butler worried. He was surprised how many people had approached him today talking about his family's empire. Julian sighed. ‘He didn’t want it,’.... well, at least, that’s what he kept telling himself. But the truth was that he had been considering it for a long time now. But with his situation as it was, he wasn’t about to go against his butler’s wishes. As Julian walked away, he barely noticed Vera and the two people with her following him until she caught up. Her voice was calm,
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The Invisible Heir Speak with the manager
Julian nodded, a faint hint of frustration showing on his face. Still, he smiled faintly. "Alright, thank you." He turned to leave, prepared to find another hotel, though he couldn’t shake the feeling that the receptionist’s dismissive tone was meant to belittle him. He also noticed the way she rolled her eyes. But he didn't think much of it, it was nothing new. Julian continued on his way out, thinking of hailing a taxi to take him to another hotel or motel. Just then, a couple walked past him, heading toward the desk, their conversation light. When they reached the receptionist, her entire demeanour shifted. Unlike when she was speaking with Julian, she straightened, her smile suddenly genuine. "Good evening, sir, madam," she greeted them cheerfully. "How can I assist you?" Julian, busy trying to book an Uber on his phone, overheard the couple asking for a room. Within moments, the receptionist’s fingers flew over the keyboard as though she were greeting a valued guest. "Of cours
The Invisible Heir Drama at the hotel
But Julian was faster. His hand shot up, catching the bat in the air. The bat was swang with so much power, so although he could it, it still sent a sharp jolt through his injured hand, pain radiating up his arm, but Julian held on. Acting purely on instinct and self defense, his other hand lashed out in a blur, delivering a hard punch to Landon’s jaw. The impact sent Landon stumbling backward, the bat slipping from his grip and clattering to the floor.Julian flexed his injured hand, wincing slightly as he adjusted his stance. ‘Shit, did I just punch him?’ he thought to himself. In truth he felt that he had acted impulsively and didn't actually want to raise his hand on anyone here, he was simply standing up to them. Still, what was done was done and he wasn't about to start apologizing, especially when Landon deserved it, and it would make him seem weaker.Landon groaned on the ground, raising his hand to his face as blood trickled from his split lip.Clarissa let out a horrified s
The Invisible Heir More threats
The fact that the loser Julian, had the audacity to call him ‘father-in-law’ infuriated Alistair.Did Julian really think he could worm his way into the Lancaster family and everyone was going to be cool with it? After what he’d supposedly done to Scarlett? To them, it was obvious: Julian had planned this. He’d taken advantage of Scarlett, just so he can get into their wealthy family and leech off then. None of his actions showed what his true motives were yet. But how else were they supposed to interpret the situation? His smug confidence only fueled their disdain.Julian wasn't moved by Alistair's attitude towards him. If anything, his faint, sarcastic smile deepened as he crossed his arms, “Well, technically, you are my father-in-law. So, why can't I call you that?” His voice was light, taunting, daring Alistair to lose his composure.“You dare speak to me like that?” Alistair asked, veins throbbing on his forehead.Of course he had to speak back to the Lancaster family. If he did
The Invisible Heir Pretend Husband
Julian 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 Invisible Heir Chose Julian
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
The Invisible Heir Family tension
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
The Invisible Heir Scarlet's call
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,
The Invisible Heir Assassin for Julian
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
The Invisible Heir Excessive Wealth
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
