Entering back into the garden, Mr. Ross walked towards Julius and stretched out his hands for a handshake, even though he had not yet come close to Julius.As Julius saw this cheerful gesture from Mr. Ross, he already understood its meaning. Hence, he offered a smile and waited until Mr. Ross reached him.Exchanging handshakes like loyal friends and family, Mr. Ross said, “We have a deal, Master Julius. But I don’t see any cash around you. Hahaha.” He laughed happily, like a contented jester reveling in the amusement of a clever jest.Having heard this, Julius placed his hand on Mr. Ross's shoulder and patted it gently, saying, “You know, money is never my problem. Please, walk with me.”As Julius said this, he immediately saw the door through which he had entered the garden open silently. The same bodyguard who had escorted him into the garden stepped inside.Quickly exchanging a message with each other, Julius observed the hand gesture Mr. Ross made to the bodyguard and how the body
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
“I used to be the grand master's bodyguard and assistant,” Mr. Turner said hence peered a close look at Mr Ryan. .“Oh! That’s the place,” Mr. Ryan remembered immediately.“You are the brave bodyguard who saved my life that night. I see why the grandmaster trusted you enough to guard and assist his son,” Mr. Ryan continued as he blew another smoke in the air before he turned his face around as if in search of something. “Where is your master? Let’s talk about this business and be done with it." Mr. Ryan blew smoke into the air once more. However, if he thought that Mr. Turner would allow that, it was a lie.“The master will not be exposed to danger, Mr. Ryan. We'd rather talk in a more protected place,” Mr. Turner said.“Ha ha,” Mr. Ryan laughed immediately; however, his laugh quickly went silent.“I see you are still very smart,” he said. And then he turned to look at his men standing beside the Hummer SUVs.Seeing the gesture on his face and how he nodded his head away, Mr. Turner
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,“
Having finally picked the suit he loved the most and adorned it with a brand new Rolex wristwatch, complemented by his dark-shined polished leather shoes, he smirked.“Olivia,” he muttered slowly, recalling the instance when he was in poverty training.“I saved up for a long six months just to be able to afford a fake Rolex, only to be betrayed like that." He breathed deeply and instantly as he took a second look at his brand new, original, and expensive wristwatch.“Many girls would rather sleep around just to buy you, huh?” He smirked immediately again, taking a slow step out of his room.As he stepped out, he peered at Mr. Turner, who took a strategic position at his door, and instantly said, “Nice to see you ready, sir. The secret service awaits you downstairs in the private living room.” Mr. Turner bowed as he spoke.Hearing this, Julius nodded gently at Mr. Turner’s words, like a master acknowledging a well-told story. With this, he asked, “Have the chefs served them food and wi
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
Hearing this, Vice-Chancellor Harrington could not believe his ears, as if reality had momentarily shifted. “You know what? On the contrary, that might not be needed,” he said on the phone and hung up as he began to stare at the blue binder document on the table."C'mon, V.C., I know you can’t just believe anyone who walked in here and called himself the new majority shareholder. Will you not check the document and see for yourself?” Actor Adrian smirked again.As Vice-Chancellor Harrington heard this, as if he were in a picking competition, he hurriedly picked up the binder document from the table while the rest of the board members looked at him, obviously in haste for the words that the vice chancellor would say afterward.“Is it true?” one of them asked, suddenly impatient for the words Vice-Chancellor Harrington would say.Still, even after two minutes of cross-checking the blue binder, he had not said a word. All he did was look at actor Adrian's face with a shocked expression;
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