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  1. I dedicate this song to Robert's regret and Julian wishing he had more time with his father. Goodbye, Robert Hayes! 😭
  2. A few weeks ago… * The office had long surrendered to silence. Only the muted hum of the city beyond the glass windows and the occasional buzz of fluorescent lights filled the room. Robert sat behind his desk, one elbow resting against the polished wood as his fingers pressed firmly against his temple. Another headache. Another relentless one. His eyes remained shut as he slowly massaged his forehead, hoping the pounding would ease, even if only for a few minutes. Everything
  3. Exactly. No one would have thought she'd do such a thing, hats off to her. I don't think Arthur knew, you know how particular that man is about blood and blah blah blah, so if he did, he'd have sent that woman and her son into oblivion. At this point, time is ticking and we don't even know for who. We know she's capable of murder, she's murdered two men already
  4. Thank you so much. But let's give her credit, the way she was acting, the grieving widow, the fainting... who'd have thought it was her
  5. I feel like Robert would have been alive had Arthur been such a good father, but he knew about him having a child outside his marriage for years and supported it. Now he has to live with those consequences so I can say it serves him right for being such a bad father
  6. I am not even say I am surprised. You always ace such things, but you weren't too sure, right? Arthur is gonna flip, like a literal heart attack, stroke all in one package. Aiden is gonna die knowing that his mother is a murderer and the man that he was fighting Julian for wasn't even his father. It now makes sense why Robert gave Julian such a large cut of all his properties. But at least, he left Aiden a ka percentage
  7. My dedication to this chapter, especially as Julian sits on that table after seeing that video
  8. Julian returned from the kitchen carrying a glass of water, his movements slower than usual, his mind still struggling to settle after everything that had happened over the past few days. Every answer he found only seemed to uncover three more questions, and somewhere beneath all of it was the growing fear that they were running out of time. He stopped in front of the woman seated in Dean's living room and offered her the glass with a small smile. β€œHere.” The woman looked up warml
  9. Hope so too, but that diary must have something that can help solve some of the questions that we all have. Like why was Robert acting so weird. The Dr. Being kidnapped actually tells us that he knows something since he's friends with Robert and told him some truths. But let's hope his wife also coming means that she knows some things
  10. In good time my good friend, we'll know who actually killed sweet daddy Robert. Let's just wait and see if those things in the safe will help us. For now, let's keep our fingers crossed 🀞 🀞 🀞
  11. Clara was not playing in this chapter. She got back her power and served it with such coldness. I just love her so much. Arthur needed some reality check and if he has some sense left in him, this is the time to change but a leopard can't change its spots
  12. The lobby of Velarata felt colder than it had a few minutes earlier. Employees moved quietly from one end of the marble-floored reception to the other, some pretending to be busy while secretly stealing glances at Julian as he walked past. News of what had happened upstairs had clearly travelled faster than any elevator could. Whispers floated through the spacious lobby, disappearing beneath the soft instrumental music that always played through the building's speakers. Once upon a tim
  13. Velarata. If it's written the other way, it was a typo. Obviously they like snooping around πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ Sofia is always following people and Arthur thinks he owns everyone so he just pops up
  14. Everyone is asking for bad things to happen to Arthur. I personally want him run down by a bus but he doesn't die and it drags him all the way to like 10 km and he feels every bit of it πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ When is Arthur getting slapped again?
  15. Ikr. I need a Dean in my life right now 😊 😊 😊 Julian is definitely close to something and he must really find it. Coz up to now, we still don't know who killed Robert and why he was killed. We still don't even know why he started acting the way he did in the end. Clara is a definition of a real grandma. She has really proved that she'll stand with Julian to the very end
  16. McDonald's drive through πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ He's a rich grandpa. He'll survive but for how long πŸ˜‚
  17. You're very welcome, and thanks for the sacrifice. It's not easy reading so much
  18. Julian slowly lowered the phone from his ear and stared at it for several seconds before finally setting it on the coffee table. The apartment suddenly felt quieter than before. The city lights beyond the windows glittered against the darkness, but they seemed distant somehow, like they belonged to another world entirely. A long sigh escaped him. He rubbed his forehead. The tension in his shoulders was impossible to hide. Dean, who had been watching him the entire time, immed
  19. Welcome πŸ€— πŸ€— πŸ€— πŸ€— and glad you didn't stop because the fun is here. Thank you so much, I'm so thankful. Otherwise, welcome onboard 😁 😊 😊 😊 and stay tuned for more
  20. πŸ˜‚ I thought we were supposed to feel pity for her
  21. LoL πŸ˜‚ Sofia cried a lot in this chapter. You should feel pity for her. But you're right, there's a lot going on and we have to unravel it soon
  22. I'm really glad you enjoyed it. And I'm happy I was able to impress you with this story. Welcome onboard 😁
  23. Julian ended the call with a quiet, exhausted sigh. β€œThank you. Really. If you find anything else, call me immediately.” He listened for a moment, nodded to himself, and then disconnected. The silence that followed felt unusually heavy. For several seconds, he simply sat there, staring at nothing. Sunlight filtered through the large windows of the living room, casting long golden strips across the floor. The afternoon was peaceful, almost beautiful, but Julian felt miles away from
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