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 believe Julian could afford something like that, right?" Rose’s face flushed slightly. "I...I told you, it’s a gift from Julian, even if you ask me a hundred times, the answer will be the same." Mia wasn't convinced at all by any of their words, "A gift, huh? So, you're saying this is a real piece?" She sneered, pulling out her phone. "Why not scan the QR code on it? That’ll clear up all this mystery, if it's not fake, then let us check it." The tension in the room was palpable. Julian kept his expression neutral, though inside, he felt a wave of discomfort. Rose glanced nervously at him, but he only gave her a subtle nod. With a deep breath, Rose handed over the necklace. Mia held it up to the light, scanning the code with her phone. The seconds stretched into what felt like an eternity. The phone buzzed, and Mia’s eyes widened in shock. "No way..." she shouted while staring at the screen. “What? What’s going on?” Carlos asked, leaning over her shoulder. Mia looked up, with a mix of disbelief and astonishment on her face. “It’s real. A limited edition, the 7Star necklace, thirteen million!” She scanned the code again, just to make sure, but the result was the same. Everyone became silent once again. "Thirteen million?!" Someone exclaimed from the back of the room. “And Julian bought it? How?” Carlos couldn’t help himself. “Are you serious? The ‘good-for-nothing’ husband bought something worth more than most of us make in a year?” Mia turned her head slowly to look at Julian, a smirk tugging at her lips. "So, Julian, how did you afford this little treasure? Did you rob a bank or something?" Everyone in the room started to murmur amongst themselves. Their eyes flicked from Rose to Julian, trying to piece together the puzzle. Julian remained calm, leaning back in his chair, unfazed by the accusations. He took a slow breath, his tone nonchalant. "I won the money in the lottery, so simple." The room went silent again, except for the faint sound of someone muttering, “The lottery?” Mia burst out laughing, though her voice carried a hint of bitterness. "The lottery, really? You expect us to believe that? I mean, come on, Julian, you couldn’t even afford a decent meal last week, and now you’re claiming to win a fortune? Give me a break." Carlos joined her to humiliate him. "No one’s buying that, buddy, did Rose help you out with a little side gig? Or are we talking about something more... shady?" His tone was filled with sarcasm, but the insinuation hung in the air. Julian narrowed his eyes but his voice was calm and steady. "I’m not interested in justifying myself to you." He turned his gaze to Rose, who seemed caught between disbelief and concern. Rose’s face was pale, she tugged nervously at the collar of her blouse, glancing down at the necklace once more. "Julian, how... how did you really get the money?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Julian met her eyes, his expression unreadable. “Like I said, I won the lottery.” He shrugged. “Believe it or not, it’s the truth.” Rose's heart raced as the weight of the situation sank in. "Could he have done something illegal?" She didn’t know, but the rumors were already flying around, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about the whole situation. As whispers filled the room, Julian remained a pillar of composure.He could feel the judgment, the whispers, the stares, but he didn’t care. They didn’t know what he was capable of, he had nothing to prove to them. Mia leaned back in her chair, clearly unsatisfied with Julian’s response. “Yeah, well, you’ve got us all fooled. But let’s not pretend you didn’t do something shady to get that money. No one’s buying the lottery story, not when you’ve been so broke for years.” Carlos was nodding in agreement out of jealousy and frustration. “And let’s be real, Julian, you’re nothing but a hanger-on, a ‘good-for-nothing’ who just got lucky, you’ll never really be one of us.” Julian didn’t react, except for a slight twitch of his lips. Instead, he turned his attention to the meeting at hand. “Enough of this,” he said flatly, his voice cutting through the noise. “Let’s focus on what we’re here for, there’s a lot more on the table than some necklace, I don't think we are here to talk about the necklace I've gifted to my wife.” Rose caught the edge of his words, especially the change in his tone, he was right, this meeting is for business, but not family gossip. Still, she couldn’t shake the unease that settled in her stomach. "Was Julian really hiding something?" Before anyone could say more, the door to the conference room opened, and a man in a sharp suit walked in, carrying a sleek briefcase. His presence immediately took over the attention of everyone. “Ah, the representative from Tarlose Group has arrived,” said one of the Steel family executives, standing up quickly to greet the newcomer. The man shook hands with the executives, then turned his gaze toward Rose and Julian. “I’ve heard much about the Steel Group,” he said, his tone polite but calculating. “We’re excited about the potential partnership." The family watched the interaction closely, confusion flashing across their faces. "Why was Tarlose Group interested in collaborating with them? What was the reason behind it?" Julian leaned back in his chair, taking a sip of water from his glass. Tarlose Group was a company known for making bold moves and high-stakes partnerships. The fact that they were here, meeting with the Steel Group, felt like something big was in the works.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
Julian strolled into the Isle of Love jewelry store with an air of calm confidence.The dazzling lights illuminated the showroom, reflecting off countless sparkling gemstones. His presence, though understated, drew subtle glances from the staff.“Good afternoon, sir. Can I assist you with something?” A well-dressed saleswoman asked, with a polite tone but skeptical as she took in his modest attire.“I’m here to see the ‘7Star’ necklace,” Julian said, his voice steady and deliberate.The saleswoman raised an eyebrow, trying to mask her doubt. “The 7Star necklace is... quite exclusive. Are you sure you’re looking for that piece?”Julian looked totally unbothered by her gaze. “Yes. Show it to me.”“Of course, sir. One moment.” She gestured for another staff member to retrieve the necklace.Behind the counter, murmurs began.“Did he really just ask for the 7Star?” one whispered.“Does he even know how much it costs?” another muttered.Julian’s ears caught every single word of them, but he