Julian sat alone on the sofa in the main living room. The room was dark, lit only by the grey light filtering through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.He had not gone to the prison to confront Elena. The rage inside him was so hot, so complete, that he knew if he drove to the correctional facility, he would break down the doors. Instead, he had driven straight to Saint Jude’s Academy. He picked Leo up from school himself, brought the boy home, and made sure he was settled in his bedroom.Now, Julian sat completely still, his hands resting flat on his knees.The sound of heavy boots echoed down the wide staircase. Six men dressed in black uniforms walked into the living room, led by Marcus. The men were holding digital scanners, keycard cloners, and search tools. Julian had ordered his private security team to search every single inch of Elena’s east wing, her closets, her personal desk, her drawers, and her digital devices.Marcus stepped forward, stopping a few feet in front of J
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