Both friends catch up with old good times when it seemed like life was against him. Lillian Rose didn't for one day rob it on his face how devastating life was for him. She always motivated him and assured him everything would be alright even when there was no sign of such.Julian Mars Roland has finally got her where she needs to be. In the world of liveliness where she has nothing to worry about knowing the man before him is still that friend who enjoyed his company.“Lillian Rose, words do fail me to meticulously express how much life could have been all around painful without your efforts of bringing hope when it seemed like I wouldn't amount to anything good. You always believed I've got a chance. Things have seemed better and I would be ungrateful if I didn't say thank you,” Julian Mars Roland genuinely expressed, his cheeks beaming in appreciation.“You were indeed a true friend and till this point, you're still one. Humanity wouldn't be appeased if I fail to appreciate you,” h

Julian didn't stop unleashing more words with his firm voice:“Despite his efforts to get in touch with you. You blatantly refused to at least give him an audience. What!” he kept spilling words out from his guts.“Your father had to sneak around like a thief to gaze at you since you've restricted him from meeting you in person,” Julian didn't want to leave any words unsaid. Enough of jokes.Lillian Rose widened her eyes again on Julian Mars' last words and wondered how he knew all those about her father. She was surprised that Fredrick had been trailing her all these years to affirm if she was okay but she still didn't want to have anything to do with him.“Have you for one second put yourself in his shoes? Just one second and feel what it means to lose a woman whom you loved so much but couldn't save in time before being murdered. Have you Lily?” he blared out in deep questions with his eyebrows raised.“Of course you haven't. All these years you've blamed that man for not saving yo

Julian Mars Roland beamed uncontrollably when he heard what Lillian Rose gutted out.Fredrick's hands were shaking profusely whilst he remained dumbstruck for over five seconds after his daughter uttered those words.It was like he was daydreaming. He had longed for such words for over half a decade but completely lost hope.He knew it could have been the effect of one man known as; Julian Mars Roland. Within three hours of making those promises to him. His daughter is calling to say those words to him.‘Oh, my heavens. He kept to his words. His promise his bond,’ Fredrick muttered inwardly still silently having his cell phone glued onto his right ear.Fredrick at that moment wished he had met The Great Master before their official encounter and regretted not opening up about his family ordeal to him. He would have reconciled with his daughter for the longest time.But everything indeed happens for a reason!“Dad? Are you still there?” Lillian Rose cried out after ten seconds of silen

“Sir. You've got a beautiful necklace. Oops,” Lillian Rose complimented despite the thoughts in her heart.Everyone in the office stole glances at Julian Mars Roland who blushed sheepishly and uttered no word in response.“Was it a gift Sir?” Miss Flora swiftly asked in a quest for an answer. Miss Rita, who has once inquired, fixed her focus on her boss for a response.Frederick glanced at Julian Mars Roland as both understood such questions wouldn't ultimately be avoided as long as the legendary diamond necklace was being worn.Julian calmly nodded his head still maintaining a weird smile across his cheeks. The personnels at the office didn't need a special hint to grasp he wouldn't want to talk about it.“Sir. Thank you for all you did for my family. Seeing Lillian back with her father reminds me of how my dad was before he passed on. Without you, we wouldn't have repossessed his landed properties. Thank you,” Michael Riss in respect of the reconciliation has to chip in some genuine

Julian Mars Roland didn't utter any single word in response aside from divulging his karate stance whilst he calmly inhaled and exhaled to calm his nerves. He wasn't in the space of mind to banter words with them.He had already paid in-depth attention to his inner spirit right before he alighted from the car. The words were damn clear that he wouldn't dare ignore; “Have your eyes closed and maintain a Wushu or Karate posture.”The driver in all his incessant goosebumps managed to steal some glances at what was unfolding and pondered what the hell the young master was doing. Making fun of himself in front of those assassins?He had never seen him attempt to fight and didn't understand what gave him the guts to vehemently assume he could stand those five terrified-looking men.Julian Mars Roland stood firm and diversified his posture from his left foot facing in front while his right foot facing right. To crown it all he still had his eyes well closed.The attacker directly facing him