Julian stared through the bar session for the last time and inhaled heavily with many thoughts in his mind.Within seconds he found himself at the bar entrance with no option but to head home with bad news to meet his wife and his "In-laws."Thunderstorms echoed, and splashes of thunder lit all over the streets. Without further words, Julian knew it was about to be a heavy downpour of rain. But that wouldn't stop him from heading to his family in-laws' residence.Julian was making attempts to flag down any approaching cab heading his way.Suddenly a voice broke out from behind. "Julian?" The voice sounded familiar but he needed to ensure he wasn't mistaken."Julian?" Lilian hastily spilled out, breathing heavily, from how she was gasping, it was crystal clear she had been racing to catch up with him."I just resumed work and learned you got sacked," she said, her hand stretched on his embodied shoulders. "I'm so sorry that Mr. Kevin had to do such a thing to you after half a decade of

There was an abrupt jubilation occurring amongst Rihanna, Mrs. Dianne, and George. Julian didn't need to be told that he had been a barrier for so long; a curse that needed to be terminated as they couldn't bear the sight of him being a husband. "I wish you the very best in life," Julian managed to spill out to his gorgeous wife, taking his left direction towards the stairs and a voice interrupted his movements. "Poor Julian, I need to keep you apprised of the latest," his ex-wife calmly mouthed sardonically. Rihanna cleared her throat and a certain fully bearded man, about 5'9" tall, with blue-almond eyes, in his early Forties ambled through the stairs from their former matrimonial room. His shoulders up, chest out, his face somewhat stiffened which echoed "No nonsense would be tolerated." Julian's eyes stood agape, pupils widened, gazing at the strange man in disbelief. It all seemed like one of those series he saw in Hollywood. Rihanna winked at the strange man who blessed her f

Marshall chuckled sheepishly and hugged his son so deeply to himself. His father signaled his senior butler who took out a card from his pocket and handed it over to him."Young master, this card is credited with $500,000,000, please manage it for a start," he said respectfully, his head dressed with a bow. "At the garage; please choose any two Range Rovers Sports of your choice, and it will be all yours, Young Master." Julian Roland chuckled deeply in excitement, he could have left behind wealth to survive on his own but he never knew for once that his billionaire father would accept him back and promptly restore him to a billionaire.He was anticipating some measures of punishment after living for five years with a wrong notion of an untold decision regarding his sick mother's death."And that's not all my son," he said, cutting short his son's conflicting thoughts. "Right from this moment you'll become the new Chief Operating Officer of Honeywell Real Estate Ltd."Julian giggled u

Mr. Wilfred ambled towards the stage, his heart pounding to his chest, his hands sweaty, his eyes barely above a downward state as he couldn't fully stare into the eyes of the billionaire man who lost his wife to him within 12 hours. The same despised man is a billionaire and has successfully replaced him in his father's company. Billionaire Julian nodded his head in contempt and brought out a document from one of his files on the table. "Mr. Wilfred you're hereby relieved of your duties and your services are no longer needed in our company." his words blurted out. "You made attempts to embezzle a significant amount of money from the last handled business through the forgery of the CEO's signature," his words were stern and explicit. The staff produced an indistinct chatter in shock at what was unfolding. They were thrilled by how fast he was able to deduce Mr. Wilfred's actions and how sound-minded he was in his managerial duties. Mr. Wilfred shivered in shock, he quickly glance

Wilfred took a closer glance at him, all these whilst he had been engrossed in saddened emotion, his sight had been on himself. But discovering how eager Patrick had been to obtain the full course of events, he should as well let the dog out of the cage. His eyes fixed on Partrick's face. "His name is Julian Mars…" he was almost completing his statement when Patrick interrupted him. "...Wait… just hold it there," raising his eyebrows after swallowing a little hard in confusion. "You mean Julian Mars Roland, his biological son?" Instantly his words escaped from his mouth, Wifred's eyes widened in disbelief, and he cleared his throat for a second time in shock. "Sir?... Seems like you know that fool?" Realization quickly struck Mr. Patrick exhaled deeply, switched his eyes toward his left wing, and fell into deep thought. Patrick's two feet kept thudding against the car carpet. He breathed heavily, sighed, and sneered deeply in utmost displeasure. His eye expression quickly switche