Julian Mars Roland screamed in disgust in search of an explicit answer. The sound of his voice sent more shivers down their spines and they uncontrollably peed in their pants in absolute fear.“Huh?” He suddenly noticed and hinted.“uhm…uh…” one of the two unripped-off attackers sputtered whilst he continually messed his pants up.What would he possibly say that would make any sense in such an engrossing state?Julian Mars Roland shook his head and breathed out to calm his nerves. He didn't have time to expect answers from him and swiftly turned his glance towards the second assassin who seemed a little focused even when he had indulged in the self-peeing adventure.“And?” he sneered at him.“Sir-sir… If I spill. I'll surely get killed for talking,” he espoused his predicament as his eyes already met with tears.“Help! Oh No! Please!” The three well-beaten assassins have been in a deep plea for almost ten minutes. No matter how much Julian glared at them. They wouldn't stop crying out

Noah exploded in furiousness. His face gradually engrossed with sweat whilst he still held Gerald's collar. His parents weren't anywhere around the mansion. Hence no one could stop the unfolding intense drama.Gerald Stone still didn't give a hoot about Noah or whatever his intentions were. He spitefully maintained a tongue-clicking gesture to express his lackadaisicality.Gerald Stone eventually Yanked off from his grip and chuckled deeply before fetching another shot of red wine. He wasn't in any mood for Noah's mood swings.He had been into shady businesses for the longest time to understand partners at times have different opinions about a particular method which could lead to an altercation. None of those reactions from Noah surprised him.“Right there Sir-Sir. The next mansion with the black gate,” the assassin expressed as he halted accordingly.Julian Mars Roland breathed out in anticipation, that was his first time in such a neighborhood, and was fully mentally prepared. In h

Should Julian Mars Roland expect a return strike from Gerald Stone?That wasn't far-fetched from his mind as he watched Gerald Stone race for his life. Running as far as he could to avoid being caught.Gerald Stone was damn fast that the assassin hidden in the living room couldn't have caught up with him even if he had. The gatekeeper happened to be in his tiny abode and didn't concern himself with the unfolding event at the balcony.‘I should have kept a closer contact with him,’ Julian acknowledged in his heart. He knew Gerald Stone wept because he lost and wouldn't waste a second in taking him down.If he tried that very day. What could stop him from striving again?The driver set eyes on Gerald Stone and recognized him. He remained still in the front seat and didn't think of attacking him. He feared that Gerald Stone would possibly take him out should they engage in any sort of combat.Gerald Stone on an escape adventure reached out to his phone that had its screen somewhat broken

“Mum? George, I hope you guys didn't believe those shits spilled out by Gerald in covering up for his constant failures?” Rihanna broke the silence that had crept into the basement floor.After Gerald Stone insultingly distorted the call. Petersburg's family uncontrollably drifted into aside thoughts as his words kept hitting them.“For real? Y'all do believe what he said?” She questioned again. This time around she headed in front of her dumbstruck mother whose gaze had been fixed on the wall.Rihanna was triggered into giggling as the state of her family stunned her. The best way to express herself was by parting her cheeks into laughter.“You all for a second do believe Julian is a martial artist? Huh? One of the most dried jokes I've heard thus far,” she continually ridicules their change of thought. She tittered and ambled in front of his brother who was still dumbfounded.“What the hell has that dude done to y'all? For heaven's sake. This is the same man who lived under our roof

Finally! It was another auspicious weekend and as expected Julian Mars Roland has to be available at Crystalline Grills and Restaurant.He had to supervise the workloads of his staff to ensure they met customers' satisfaction.As admonished by Fredrick he has taken over fifteen minutes of his time to meditate with his inner spirit by practicing the Half Lotus Yoga style.At exactly 5:00 am he began his daily fortification routine!He ensured his top foot was close to the groin while keeping the other foot on the ground. He did it so perfectly that he started by sitting cross-legged.He maintained top-notch intimacy with his mind and avoided every sense of distraction including self-distraction.One of the things Julian Mars Roland has learned over time was “self-distraction”: it's easier to mute every external factor that could distract one while endeavoring for Yoga perfection.However, the inability to control one's mind from less diversion of unrelated thoughts becomes a harder tas