"I'm not hiding anything from you, but I want to look at you wearing this," Julia said with a bright smile, looking forward to seeing his beautiful wife wearing the necklace he brought for her.
The morning sun streamed through the Steel family villa as Rose fastened the 7Star necklace around her neck. She turned to the mirror, her fingers slightly touching the diamonds. “Where did you really get this, Julian?” Rose asked, her tone laced with suspicion, crossing her arms, she turned to him. Julian leaned against the doorframe, his expression calm. “I told you, I bought it for you.” “With what money?” Rose pressed, her voice sharper now. “We’ve been scraping by. Don’t tell me you suddenly hit the lottery.” “I didn’t,” Julian replied evenly. “But let’s just say things are changing, and this is only the beginning.” Rose sighed, shaking her head. “You’re being so suspicious, I don’t know what to believe, but…” She glanced at the necklace again. “However it’s beautiful and thank you for this beautiful gift.” “You’re welcome,” Julian said, a faint smile crossing his lips. Later that morning, the Steel family bustled with excitement as they prepared for an important meeting at the Steel Group headquarters. The Porche Group, a powerhouse in the industry, had expressed interest in a potential partnership. Maria, Rose’s mother, eyed Julian as he entered the living room. “You’re actually coming with us?” she sneered. “What for? To embarrass Rose further?” “Mom,” Rose intervened, her tone firmer than usual. “He’s my husband, he has every right to be there.” Maria scoffed. “Husband? More like a burden. He’ll just sit there like a decoration while the rest of us handle real business.” Julian said nothing, merely watching Maria with an unreadable expression. At the Steel Group conference room, the family gathered around the large oak table, waiting for the representatives from Porche Group to arrive. The atmosphere was tense, everyone on edge to make a good impression. Maria leaned toward Mia, whispering loudly enough for Julian to hear, “I still don’t understand why he’s here, he doesn’t even know what a balance sheet is.” Mia smirked. “Maybe he’s here to serve coffee.” Rose shot them both a warning look but said nothing, her fingers brushing the necklace around her neck. Suddenly, one of the junior executives walked into the room, holding his phone. “Did you hear? Someone bought the 7Star necklace yesterday. Thirteen million, just like that!” Mia started boasting just as always“Oh, my boyfriend Carlos was going to buy it for me, but he changed his mind, and said it wasn’t worth it.” “Carlos? Really?” one of the cousins chimed in. “I thought he was all talk. Didn’t he just take out a loan for that sports car?” Mia’s face reddened slightly. “Whatever. At least he considered it.” The junior executive’s eyes wandered to Rose. “Hey, that necklace looks a lot like the 7Star. Where’d you get it?” The room fell silent as all eyes turned to Rose. “This?” Rose hesitated, glancing at Julian. “It’s... a gift.” “A gift?” Maria echoed, narrowing her eyes. “From who?” Julian met her gaze steadily. “From me.” A chorus of laughter erupted around the table. “You?” Mia snorted. “That’s so funny, did you win it in a raffle or something?” “Or maybe he picked up a fake version on the street,” another relative added, chuckling. Rose glanced at Julian, her lips pressed tightly together. Despite the mocking, she noticed how calm he remained, his expression unchanging. “It’s real,” Julian said with his usual calm voice. “Sure it is,” Maria said, rolling her eyes, “You can’t even afford decent shoes, but you expect us to believe you bought that necklace?” Before Julian could respond, the doors opened, and the Porche Group representatives entered. The family straightened up immediately, plastering on their best smiles. The meeting progressed with the usual pleasantries and discussions of mutual benefits. Julian sat quietly beside Rose, his presence ignored by most of the room. As the presentation continued, one of the Porche executives paused, his eyes catching on Rose’s necklace. “Excuse me,” he said, interrupting the flow of conversation. “Is that... the 7Star necklace?” Rose blinked, being startled by their sudden question out of nowhere. “Yes, it is.” A murmur rippled through the room. The executive leaned forward, clearly impressed. “That’s quite a rare piece. Only ten were ever made, it’s a statement piece, for sure.” Mia jumped in, eager to steal the spotlight. “Oh, my boyfriend was going to get it for me, but Rose beat him to it, I guess.” The executive frowned slightly. “Strange, I heard it was purchased outright yesterday by someone with a black card. No financing, no hesitation.” Mia’s smile almost faltered. Julian glanced at Rose, his calm demeanor unchanged. “Julian,” Maria said suddenly, with a sharp tone. “Enough of this nonsense. Who actually bought that necklace? Was it a gift from someone else?” Julian leaned back in his chair, his voice steady. “I told you already, I bought it, for my wife.” “Prove it,” Mia challenged, as she couldn't accept jullian having an upper hand. “Show us the receipt, the transaction or anything that can prove us, it's brought by you.” Julian pulled out his phone, tapping a few buttons before sliding it across the table, "the so-called proof to shut the mouth of yours." The screen displayed the purchase confirmation, complete with his name. The room went silent. “How...?” Mia whispered as her face turned extremely pale. Maria’s eyes narrowed. “This has to be a mistake. Where did you get that kind of money?” Julian picked up his phone, slipping it back into his pocket. “Let’s just say I have my ways.” Rose stared at him, her mind racing. She wanted to ask him a million questions, but the words aren't coming out of her throat.The meeting room of Steel Group was full of energy till a few minutes back, everyone had gathered for the much-anticipated discussion about a potential partnership with Tarlose Group, a major player in the business world. But before the topic could even be started, the subject of Rose's necklace took center stage grabbing everyone's attention."These days it's too easy to fabricate transaction details, so, we can't believe you, Julian," Mia, even at that moment couldn't accept that someone like Julia managed to afford the necklace.She leaned forward, her eyes still fixed on Rose's neck. "Rose please tell us the truth, are you sure about this being a real piece?" Carlos Leon, ever the showoff, joined in. "Yeah, I’ve never seen anything like it before. Must have cost a fortune, surely, Julian didn't get it for you, if he is the one who brought it, I'm sure, it must be the fake piece," He paused, his gaze flicking over to Julian with a raised eyebrow. "You do realize, no one would bel
Everyone in the conference room suddenly became tense, as all eyes were fixed on the representatives from Tarlose Group.The atmosphere was thick with anticipation for the potential collaboration. Whereas Julian sat quietly at the back of the room, his presence almost unnoticed by most of the Steel family. He’d been treated like a shadow in the past, his worth dismissed by the family, yet today, something felt different.Dominus Harvey, as always, sat at the front, eager to prove himself in front of Santiago Tarlose, the representative from the powerful Tarlose Group. His eyes shifted toward Julian, a smirk crossing his face as if he’d just thought of something that could further humiliate Julian.As the meeting progressed, Dominus stood up abruptly, his chair scraping loudly against the floor, as he went straight to Julian, and pulled the chair from beneath him. "Move it, Julian," Dominus said with a sneer. "This is a meeting for serious people, and you don’t belong here, if you un
"What do you mean by?" Dominus looked furious, Santiago said with a cold tone, "what I mean is so simple, I don't want any decision to be taken in a rushed way." "I'm sure this is quite interesting!" Julian felt inwardly watching the scenario in front of him, usually the conference which is full of arguments and uproar, strangely filled with silence and low whispers.The man like Dominus who used to raise his head proudly, looked down today, the entire atmosphere was different. It was charged with something more than business, resentment, suspicion, and uncertainty. "I'll leave this matter to Mr. Julian, now," Santiago said, believing in Julian's judgement and left the room for a while, so that they can decide about who'll be leading the project.All eyes were on Julian, who had taken the control over the scene after an awkward silence, his presence now undeniable.“Everyone thinks I’ve been useless, a waste of space," Julian began, his voice piercing through the silence filled in t
Dominus Harvey stormed out of the conference room, slamming the door behind him. His chest tightened with anger as he paced back and forth, gripping his phone tightly. Finally, he stopped and dialed a number."Dragon," he growled into the phone. "It’s time to teach that bastard Julian a lesson. And while you're at it, make sure Rose regrets ever standing against me."The voice on the other end was calm but sounded sinister. "Consider it done, Dominus, but this will cost you.""Money’s not an issue," Dominus snapped. "Just get it done, I want their lives in chaos."As the call ended, Dominus leaned against the wall, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. "If the Steel Group won’t listen to me, I’ll make them regret turning against their own blood."Meanwhile, Rose and Julian were walking back to their car after the meeting. Rose’s expression was a mix of confusion and curiosity as she glanced at her husband."Julian," she began, breaking the silence. "How did you even get that infor
Rose adjusted her blazer in the mirror, preparing for her first day as the project leader. She glanced at the time and muttered to herself, “Where is Julian? He was supposed to drop me off.”The sound of a powerful engine rumbled outside. Curious, she peeked out the window and froze. A sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom gleamed in the morning light, parked right outside their modest home.“What on earth?” she whispered, hurrying out the door.Julian leaned casually against the car, dressed sharply in a tailored black suit. His nonchalant demeanor was a stark contrast to the car’s grandeur.“Good morning,” he said with a slight smirk.“Julian,” she began, her voice full of disbelief. “Where did you get this car? Don’t tell me you bought it!”He chuckled, opening the passenger door for her. “Relax, it’s second-hand. Nothing too extravagant.”“Second-hand?” Rose’s voice pitched higher. “Julian, this is a Rolls-Royce! Even second-hand, it’s still insanely expensive!”He shrugged. “A friend o
The Steel family villa buzzed with activity as guests arrived for Old Master Steel’s 60th birthday celebration. Julian Rivera walked in quietly, clutching a pot of homemade chicken soup. His plain attire contrasted sharply with the designer suits and glittering jewelry around him."Julian," Mia’s voice rang out the moment she spotted him. "Still unemployed, I see. What, you couldn’t even afford a decent gift for Grandfather? Is that... soup?"“Yes, it’s chicken soup,” Julian said, his tone calm but firm. “I made it myself. It’s healthy and nourishing for Grandfather's body.”“Healthy?” Mia scoffed, her diamond earrings catching the light. “This isn’t some charity dinner for you to get a bowl of soup. We’re celebrating a 60th birthday of this family's patriarch! What’s next, a box of crackers?”Rose Steel, Julian’s wife, stood off to the side, her gaze avoiding his. “You could’ve at least consulted me before bringing something so... basic,” she muttered.Julian sighed inwardly, his pat
The atmosphere in the Steel family dining hall was filled with chatter and clinking utensils. Julian sat at his small table, silently sipping water while others feasted. Dominus Steel, one of Rose’s cousins, sauntered over with a smirk, holding Julian’s pot of soup.“Look at this masterpiece,” Dominus jeered, lifting the lid with exaggerated reverence. “Chicken soup, made by none other than Julian Rivera. Grandfather didn’t even finish it. Seems like a waste to me.”Julian frowned. “What are you doing with it?”Dominus whistled toward the family dog lounging near the fireplace. “Let’s see if Bruno finds it more appealing.”“Put it down,” Julian said, with his voice sharper this time.“Oh, come on,” Dominus laughed, tipping the pot slightly as if to pour it into Bruno’s dish. “I’m doing you a favor, Julian. At least someone will appreciate your hard work.”“I said, put it down,” Julian repeated, rising from his chair. His eyes burned with anger, though his tone remained controlled.Do
The cold night breeze touched the Julian’s face as he stared at the glowing dragon ring on his finger. His mind spun with fragments of memories flooding back, a life he didn’t even know he had.Harvey Tarlose was my puppet? Julian thought, pinching his eyebrows. The name echoed in his mind, bringing with it flashes of meetings, signatures, and whispered commands. All these years... they thought I was nothing, but I’ve been everything they feared.Julian pulled out his phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he dialed a number he hadn’t dialed in years. The line clicked after two rings."Julian?" Harvey Tarlose’s voice sounded nervous, almost panicked. "I—It’s been a long time, how are you?" “Harvey,” Julian said, with a cold and commanding tone. “Do you still remember who made you?”There was a pause, then a stammered response came out. “O-Of course. How could I forget? I owe everything to you.”“Good,” Julian replied, with a smirk, “It’s time to repay that debt. I want you to ext