Lord Marshall Roland drew a deep breath of relief, it was about time to utter his name as he glanced through to ensure everyone was paying meticulous attention to the next set of words that would spill out from his mouth."His name is Julian Mars Roland," he voiced firmly, pointing his finger towards his charming son whose leg was crossed, with shoulders slightly up in grande style.Supervisor Kevin inhaled deeply and swallowed hard in shock when the name "Julian" was mentioned and gazing at him he abruptly noticed a slight resemblance to the penniless part-time waiter he sacked a while ago in the past.Lilian Rose seemed confused, little did she know the last customer she attended to was and has been HIM. Her left finger was quickly placed on her lips as she drifted slightly in thoughts.The three pretentious staff who made fun of Julian and revealed their hatred for him when he finally got laid off couldn't believe what they had heard. Julian, like the poor Julian everyone knew?Res

Fear gradually crept into the hearts of Mrs Dianne and George. Rihanna's expression and silence could only mean one thing; "They have lost their house to their ex-son-in-law" How possible could that be?"Rihanna, you know how much I hate being snubbed when I ask one question.""What's going on here?" George finally mouthed, gazing at Rihanna who managed to take a few steps further to where her family was.Julian quickly noticed that Rihanna hadn't let the cat outta the bag yet that's why her family is still blind to the recent development. He unleashed a smirk on his cheek, fate indeed was playing alongside him in his quest for revenge."My boss isn't poor and was never truly poor. He's stinkingly rich. He's the biological son to Lord Marshall Roland; one the top multi-billionaires in Europe.""He's the new COO and had me demoted to the position of a gatekeeper whilst Mr Wilfred was outrightly sacked and got replaced by him.""His father is the founder and CEO of my workplace; Honeywe

Simultaneously as PowerHouse CEO and Project manager was observing an essential meeting with their potential clients, Julian Mars Roland was also at his office handling some work demands.Julian opened a file placed on his desk which was a weekly report from the Head of Marketing department as every department gives the strength of their work rate for him to observe, checkmate, and give his assessment.He exhaled sharply and tutted in worry. “Miss Flora, I'm not impressed with what I'm seeing here," his tone filled with unpleasantness, his face getting frowned. “Why didn't your team reach out to all the outlined groups of companies during last week's fieldwork, huh?”Miss Flora, undoubtedly the head of the marketing department, was startled a little bit. She quickly glanced at Mr Earnest and Lilian Rose who were all present as well in the COO's office after giving their report for the Account department."Sir, I'm sorry, I had lots of potential clients from other sectors that exhauste

Excitement and chuckling filled the atmosphere as Honeywell associates; Julian, Lilian Rose, and Mr Earnest appended their signatures in line with the newly secured contract with Oceanic Group of Entrepreneurs. Aside from Julian doing the needful with the signing of official documents, Catherine Smith also appended her signature in alignment with what has been agreed upon. “What are you still doing here?” A certain voice mouthed from the corridor beside Julian's office door. "You've been cleaning this same spot for over thirty minutes," Miss Flora eagerly inquired from Sharon who had been standing beside the floor in the pretense of cleaning the tiled floor. The secretary, being recollective, remembered seeing her earlier standing in front of the boss's door whilst accompanying the clients to the office. To her surprise, Sharon was still cleaning the exact spot. Sharon released a pretentious smile with her head a little bit raised. "Ma'am, one of the staff's footprints was evident

Julian's face was etched with skepticism. He wondered why in the first place he opted to help the strange man when he would have just given him money to replace the worth of what the pickpockets had snatched.Why pursue three young men to a bush that he knew nothing about? Could it be a setup masterminded by his foes? Have I been tricked by my goodwill to help people? Many questions ran through his mind.'What am I truly doing here?'The strange man majestically ambled a few miles from where the pickpockets were and stood confidently, simultaneously staring deep into their faces. The three young men gazed at themselves and unleashed a giggle to spite the strange man."Seems like someone has made a sole decision to go six feet under," one of the young men spitefully mouthed, making his dead threats evident.Julian was baffled the more about who the strange man was. He hardly talked, despite the dead threats he walked past him and stood close to the pickpockets. 'Why is he so confident?