Julian didn’t move. His eyes met Damon Sr. head-on, calm and unfazed. "I don't care who you are," he said, his voice hard as stone. "Your son was causing trouble, so I dealt with him. And if you’re smart, you’ll take him and leave before things get worse."A low rumble of murmurs echoed through the crowd, jaws were to the floor in disbelief. Eyes darted between Julian and Damon Sr., as if they were witnessing something unreal. No one in the city had the courage to speak to Damon Sr like this, not even the mayor, so who did this person think he was.No one could believe the audacity of this young man. First, he had the stupidity to lay hands on Damon Coldwell Jr., and now he was speaking to the king of Southport City like he was just another commoner on the street. Threatening him to leave. Did he not know who he was dealing with? “He’s insane,” Someone whispered in disbelief, “What? He thinks his little bar brawling skills are enough to save him?”Disrespect wasn’t even the word for
Everyone expected to see Julian finally break and show some fear after seeing the men take out their daggers. However, to everyone's shock, Julian barely spared the men a look, and then returned his gaze towards Damon Coldwell, looking completely unfazed. “Am I supposed to be afraid, or impressed by your men? Cause I'm not.” He said casually.Damon's eyes broadened slightly, he didn't expect that. His gaze looked over Julian with cold calculation. Who is this boy? he wondered. Clearly, this wasn’t just some reckless fool looking to make a name for himself. A mere nobody wouldn’t have the confidence to stand like that, so calm, so sure of himself.People with something to lose are always cowardly But not Julian, he was acting like he was some big short, even better than Damon Coldwell Sr himself. Damon Coldwell Sr. knew power when he saw it.And something about Julian’s stance, the look inhus eyes, his complete disregard for danger, it was familiar. Not just confidence. It was contr
"Even the Blackwood Consortium?" Damon’s voice was filled with shock and fear.The business associate's response hit like a tone of bricks. Not only had the Blackwood Consortium pulled their funds from Coldwell's business group, but they had orchestrated a mass exodus of other investors as well.But that wasn’t the worst of it.There was a reason behind it all: a reason that left Damon Coldwell frozen in place. The Blackwood Empire had done this because he had upset their heir. And the name of that heir was: Julian Blackwood."No!" Damon’s voice was breaking with disbelief, “How is that even possible?” He had never crossed paths with the heir to the blackwood empire before, so how was this even possible?“Dad, what’s going on?” Damon Jr.’s voice trembled, more uncertain than ever. He had never seen his father like this before. The sight of him scared, rattled, and silent, sent a cold jolt of fear down his spine.Onlookers exchanged glances, their eyes wide as they watched Damon Sr. 's
Julian felt a little lighter this morning, despite everything that was going on. While it wasn’t the first time he’d spent a night with a woman, last night had felt different. More genuine than when he was with Claire, and one of the best nights he’d had, yet.“Hey…” Jasmine murmured, blinking sleepily as she looked at Julian sitting up beside her. Her memory of the events from the night before came rushing back, and her cheeks flushed a soft pink."Hey, morning," Julian replied with a warm smile, his gaze lingering on her as she lay beside him. He couldn’t help but take in how beautiful she looked, the soft morning light accentuating her features. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined being here with Jasmine, someone he had always admired from a distance. She had always been stunning to him, but now, lying next to him, she was more real, more captivating than he ever thought possible.Jasmine shifted slightly, pulling the covers tighter around herself as she sat up. She glanc
Julian faked a smile, nodding. “Yes, Scarlett. Is she around?” He asked.“Yes, she is. I’m sure Scarlett will be happy to see you, dear. You know, we were wrong to doubt her. We should have trusted her judgment about you.” Clarissa acknowledged. If she had known about Julian sooner, she would have been nicer to him.Julian just nodded weakly, the sudden change in their attitude was disorienting. Gone were the mocking tones, the snide remarks, they were treating him with a level of respect and politeness that was almost jarring.“Why don't you take a seat, dear?”Clarissa stepped closer, her smile never faltering as she took him by the hand and led him to sit down on the plush sofa,“We’re so glad you’re here, Julian. Please, make yourself comfortable.” Lila stood up, her posture overly polite, “Would my favorite brother in law like anything to drink or eat?” She asked, her tone warm, almost too eager to please, as if she were hosting an honored guest rather than someone they’d once dis
Just then, Scarlett came down the stairs from her room and found Julian and the others seated. Landon was still laughing at Julian, throwing out derogatory comments, but she paid him no mind. Her attention was focused on Julian, who dared to come late after she told him to be here in an hour, and that was four hours ago.Clarissa stood up the moment she spotted her daughter. "Scarlett, we've had enough! This marriage needs to end, and it needs to end now. I know he might have told you somethings that made you fall for him, but they were all lies," she declared, her voice sharp with finality. Lila, Scarlett's older sister, joined in. “I second Mom, sis. This whole thing has been a joke from the start. You deserve someone better, someone who can actually offer you a future, not….” She paused, taking in his look as she scowled as if she was looking at something disgusting,” A peasant like him.” Not even the fact that he was dressed in expensive outfits made them see him as less disgust
Scarlett started the car's engine and started driving off, then she turned to glance at him, her expression serious. "I’m having a meeting with some people at the office today, and I want you to keep up your role as my fake husband.”Julian’s brow lifted in mild surprise. He didn’t like the sound of that. He’d only agreed to pretend to be her husband in front of her family or Nolan. But now she wanted him to play the part everywhere? Absolutely not. If she was someone else he would be thinking that she was looking for an excuse to keep him around. But this was Scarlett he was dealing with, and although had only met her less than a week ago, he already could tell what type of person she was. She was just as indifferent to him as much as he was.“Thought I was only supposed to play the fake husband part in front of your family and Nolan?” he said, his voice carrying some skepticism.“Well, technically, we are married, so it’s not exactly fake,” Scarlett shot back, giving him a sharp c
Approximately thirty minutes later, they arrived at the headquarters of the company. The company was one of several under the Lancaster business group, and it was run by Scarlett and other relatives, including Victor and Amara, who served as key figures and held important positions.Julian stepped out of the Porsche, closing the door behind him as he took in the opulent look of the building ahead of him.Sometime later, Scarlett and Julian entered the building, their arrival immediately getting the attention of several curious staff members.Whispers spread quickly through the office. It was understandable that they were this surprised; everyone knew Scarlett didn’t have a boyfriend. Although she had many rich suitors trying to win her heart, she had always turned them down. She was known to be undateable.It was a surprise to see her walking into the office today with a man, and not just any man, he was strikingly handsome. Who was this guy walking beside her?A few employees exchang
The shooter had a fearful look for half a second after he heard Julian’s words, but then he chuckled dryly, shaking his head. “Yeah? And what are you gonna do, tough guy? Older you lackeys to beat me until I pass out again?” He tilted his chin up, his smirk resembling that of someone filled with arrogance, despite the fact that he had no control here,“You’re wasting your time. I’m not saying a damn thing. So do what you gotta do.”Julian exhaled audibly, a hint of irritation flashing across his face. He was already getting fed up with this person. He was playing tough, but that wouldn’t last, not with what Julian had planned out for him. One way or another, Julian had to make him speak, and so he needed to shift tactics. Julian’s expression darkened as he shot a look at Nyx. No words were needed from Julian, Nyx already understood the assignment.Without hesitation, she stepped forward and grabbed the man’s hand, twisting it at an unnatural angle. A loud crack echoed through the holdi
Julian laid down on his bed, thinking about his and Scarlett’s relationship, eventually sleep overtook him before he even knew it.The following day in the morning, Julian arrived at a warehouse where he was keeping the person who had shot the mayor. He walked through the warehouse entrance with Nyx and a bunch of armed security personnel following behind him.He made his way into the holding area with Nyx, while the armed men remained outside, securing the perimeter for any danger. If the shooter’s associates, or anyone else, tried to interfere, they’d be ready. Inside there were about five guys dressed in tactical gear, watching over the shooter to make sure he didn't escape.Julian gave a small signal with his fingers, and one of the guards yanked the blindfold off the captives head. The man blinked rapidly, his eyes adjusting to the dim light, before they shifted slowly to stare at Julian and Nyx who stood before him. His eyes lingered longer on Nyx, remembering that she was the
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
“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 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 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
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 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 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