“HIS TIME”
An urban uniquely written story of an underestimated son-in-law, who was believed never to amount to anything good in life.
The mercilessly despised pauper was termed as being “Unproductive, useless, and worthless.”
Unknown to all, Fate wasn't done with him yet. Unknown to all, his deep roots had no alignment with his present outlook.
When his time came he rose to profound societal relevance that no one could quench his light.
He didn't only seek revenge against those who oppressed him but ensured he embedded an indelible mark; a positive impact that will live in the sands of time.
HUMANITY itself wouldn't dare forget the notable figure; JULIAN MARS ROLAND.
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HIS TIME CHAPTER 17
“Bring your voice somewhat low. Anyone could be eavesdropping,” Mr. Patrick quickly hinted at Wilfred whose expression was engrossed with anger.In regards to the British Real Estate community interview rules; Mr Patrick was also invited. Being the CEO cum Founder of a fast-growing Real Estate company; PowerHouse.They had strategically stood behind the invitees at the auditorium in order not to be easily dictated by The Roland's. The heavy words from Julian during the interview didn't go down well with them as the spines were quivered in furiousness at his guts and firmness with words.“Let him have this moment. Surely it will be short-lived,” Patrick spilled out wearing a devilish smirk on his serious face.“He thinks he's got all the onions in his cooked food.”“Julian, the battle line has been drawn. For your sake and that of your father's company, I hope you're prepared?”“Look at how he's smiling like a moron, Gosh…" Wilfred threatened with a spiteful tone, quickly glancing arou
HIS TIME CHAPTER 18
Julian brightened up with an obvious beam on his cheek, nothing gives him more joy than seeing a potential client dropping hints of a possible business engagement. All he wants is to make money, grow his father's company, and make an indelible impact on Humanity. Nothing else matters most to him."Shoot.""Miss Grace Sheraton, what business proposition are you proffering? I'm all ears," Julian swiftly said, his eardrums atoned for her next set of words.Grace Sheraton unleashed a slight beam. "This dude and money, huh?" She ridiculously implied, staring right into his blue almond eyes. "Can we go somewhere less crowded?" She asked, rolling her alluring eyes all over him."Somewhere less crowded? What's wrong with the auditorium?" Julian quickly asked with his eyeball etching with utmost curiosity.Grace breathed down heavily with a chuckle. "Dear Julian, are you scared you wouldn't be able to resist me if we were to be left alone, huh?" She seductively questioned, her tone wearing an
HIS TIME CHAPTER 19
As time flew it was already weekend. Julian on a usual note would have had some moments off work but it was a weekend he had been desperately looking forward to.Julian had already sent special notice to the staff of Crystalline Grills Bar and Restaurant on an auspicious visit of the CEO during the weekend. As expected Lord Marshall Roland ensured no staff had set eyes on him yet, not even the supervisor; Mr Kevin.Julian, being swift in thought, intentionally didn't disclose the fact that a new head was emerging in the position of a General Manager for Kevin not suspecting any incoming development.He had already envisioned how his unveiling would be in the next couple of hours. The fact that he once worked and lived in such a neighborhood unleashed some level of tinge emotions that he couldn't decipher. Was it the humiliation and pain he passed through? Or simply an act of nostalgia?"Son, it's time. We can't afford to be late. Every aspect of my business needs to know your time has
HIS TIME CHAPTER 20
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
HIS TIME CHAPTER 21
Julian Mars Roland could have subdued Mr Kevin and his ex-colleague but his goals for the weekend aren't ultimately accomplished. He had stipulated plans and means by which he'd go about his revenge against his ex-wife's family.He hadn't for a second forgotten how they humiliated and maltreated him. He had been engrossed with his father's business that the course of revenge had been living rent-free in his head. Behold one of the best weekends in his life was already upon him and he must actualize his goals.It was already a new day; night slowly turned into morning with the sound of sirens blazing across the streets of Manchester City. It was a Sunday morning and Julian saw it as the perfect day to carry out his taste for revenge.Suddenly there was a subtle knock on Julian's door, his gaze quickly switched towards the door as he was almost dressed up for the big day."Young Master, sorry to interrupt your beautiful night rest.""A certain man by name; Mr Anthony is here to see you.
HIS TIME CHAPTER 22
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
HIS TIME CHAPTER 23
“You said you've got an update for me?” Mr Patrick asked in anticipation, settling to sit down on his office chair.Mr Wilfred divulged a slight smirk on his cheek. That can only mean one thing. "His scheming with his boss is finding its feet.""Sir, like you earlier advised us to keep our undivided attention on Honeywell Real Estate company," he said, whilst displaying a level of gloat in his utterances. "I need to inform you that we've got a spy inside working for us."Patrick raised his eyebrow and learned further in Wilfred's words. "Okay. Thus far what have you garnered and what's the position of this spy? Meanwhile do have a seat," he responded, nodding his head towards the chair for him to do the needful.Wilfred sat down as instructed, despite the fact he works as Patrick's accomplice, he hadn't forgotten his position as his boss and knows the simple work ethic of not having a seat until being asked to.He calmly cleared his throat, exhaling gently to spill the whole update. "
HIS TIME CHAPTER 24
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