As Julius observed Mr. Ross's bodyguard leaving them alone, he noticed two men and two women entering the garden immediately, akin to diligent housekeepers quietly entering a meticulously kept estate, their movements synchronized with the precision of a well-practiced routine.If these men and ladies were dressed like the previous bodyguard he had seen earlier, it would be a lie. In this way, he observed that one of the men had an oval face, beardless jaws, short hair, and darker skin compared to the other man, who had a bald head and a face adorned only with a mustache.Additionally, he observed that they were clad in crisp and well-fitted button-up shirts with subtle emblems, complemented by neatly pressed trousers. Furthermore, he saw that the men wore polished shoes, presenting themselves in a professional and organized manner.The ladies, who looked pretty to some extent with their hair tangled in the back, were attired in well-fitted blouses paired with skirts. Completing their

Arriving at Ryan Martinez's mansion, as Julius stepped out of his Navigator, he saw that the mansion stood out with a mix of classical and modern architecture featuring towering columns and intricate carvings that exuded grandeur. In the same way, he noticed the imposing wrought-iron gates guarding the entrance, signaling a desire for privacy. As his eyes moved around the mansion, akin to a group of explorers checking out a city for the first time, he also observed that the landscaped grounds were meticulously kept, with neatly trimmed hedges and vibrant flowerbeds framing a driveway lined with ornate lampposts. Hence, the outer walls boasted artistic details, showcasing Ryan’s penchant for making a statement through design. "I see that your guy loves art as much as he loves his dubious means of getting money,” Julius teased in a whisper to Mr. Turner, like a sly fox revealing the hidden layers of a cunning game in the shadows of secrecy. However, no matter how much Mr. Turner would

The next day came so quickly, as if in haste to reveal the secret that had been hidden in the shadows, and Julius rose from his luxurious bed, clad in his wine silk pajamas.At this moment, he heard a sudden, gentle knock on his bedroom door. "Sir, the Secret Service is here." Mr. Turner’s voice broke through the door like a melody, seamlessly weaving its way into the silent symphony of the moment.“Come on in, Mr. Turner,” Julius said immediately upon hearing Mr. Turner. With this, Mr. Turner opened the door, stepping into Julius's room like a friend entering a room filled with camaraderie.“So, what did you say, Mr. Turner?” Julius asked to confirm again.“Sir, the Secret Service is here as you instructed before you went to sleep yesterday." Mr. Turner took a bow instantly as he said this.“Great, I will join them in a minute,” Julius said. Upon hearing this, Mr. Turner took another bow, turned towards the door, and walked gently towards it. However, before he could make his exit,“

Arriving at the university gate was a long fleet of cars, such that no one had ever seen anyone come to the university before like that before. It was as though the mayor of the city, for reasons unknown to the students, had paid the university a visit. And at this moment, each student brought out his or her phone and began to film this fleet of luxurious cars driving through the university gate.With this, actor Adrian had been transformed to look exactly like Julius. His hair styled backward like the Prince of England, his suit very luxurious, like velvet caressing the skin of opulence, and his leather shoes, a sign of sophistication echoing the echoes of timeless elegance. As such, he sat down comfortably, like a master, in the cocoon interiors of his Bentley in the middle of other luxurious cars in front of and behind him.Right by his side, ex-Ranger Jackson had been dressed like Mr. Turner. His hair was impeccably combed, and his suit was tailored with the precision of a militar

Having dismissed all the corrupt board members with great disdain, actor Adrian smiled at the remaining few in the boardroom and ran his hand through his hair triumphantly, like a lion surveying its conquered kingdom.Then he rose to his feet and declared, “I am but a humble servant of the great master Julius Sabbath, who wishes to remain anonymous for the time being.”Upon hearing this, the few board members expressed their shock immediately, their jaws dropping and their eyes widening as if they might fall from their eye sockets. Despite their reactions, actor Adrian did not pause in his speech.“Enough!” Actor Adrian ordered abruptly, bringing a sudden quietness to the boardroom.“Master Julius Sabbath is real, as you have seen in the blue binder document, originally signed by him.”“The reason none of you still seated have not been dismissed today is because he has reviewed your files and seen that you have earned the positions you hold. He wants you to continue working hard to pr