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He ended the call, dismissing Blake with a curt nod, and turned his full, unnerving attention to me. “The butler, Higgins, has unpacked the single bag you saw fit to bring,” Julian stated, walking toward a massive, unlit fireplace. “Your master suite is at the north end of the floor. My suite is at the south. We will observe the boundaries I am about to establish, for both our sakes.” He looked completely unimpressed by my sudden intrusion into his life, as if he'd just acquired a piece of furniture. “This marriage,” Julian began, his voice dropping to the measured tone of a lawyer reading terms, “exists for three reasons: to stabilize my corporate image, to secure the Sinclair deal, and to

Even their mother Diana had no right to allow any accidents to happen, or influence them negatively. Jim didn’t like that. His face turned dark. “I’ll send you home.” He suddenly stood up, cueing for Diana to follow behind him. “Your husband knows the answer to your questions better.” Did Julian have a clearer picture about her family background than Jim did? What secrets or difficulties did her partner who slept next to her every night have, that he had to hide something like this from her? Back at Collina Villa, Julian went back to sleep after Diana woke him up.

"Don't talk to me about love or loyalty. The moment you lied to me, whatever we had ceased to exist." Eugene stepped in at the perfect moment, saying, "Ms. Shepherd's proposal is more than reasonable. If negotiations fail, then litigation will be our only path forward." He paused before adding, "Additionally, regarding Mr. Cole and Ms. Silvers' de facto marital status, there may be grounds for bigamy. We can file a report with law enforcement and initiate a formal investigation." That final line broke whatever composure they had left. His mother panicked first. "You can't call the cops! Everything will be over if they get involved!"

Julian did not say anything else. He watched her buy a piece of bread and some tea. But his mind was working fast. He had worked in the city before. He had worked in big hospitals for rich people. He knew that look. He knew the look of a woman who was hiding. After Naomi went back to the room, Julian went to his office. He locked the door. He sat at his desk and opened his computer. He began to type words. Rich families. Missing wife. Secret marriage.

With that, I turned around and dialed the number for the police. “Officer, I want to report a crime! My husband transferred my premarital assets without my consent to his mistress!” “I suspect they are plotting something!”

Julian looked down at his phone and suddenly noticed a piece of updated news. He read, "The mysterious real estate tycoon Bradley Greer is married and already has a daughter." He read the rest of the news and saw the back of the family of three. The daughter's head was leaning in the mother's arms. Julian could only see the girl's slender back. "Wow!" Julian was stunned. "I've just met Mr. Greer. He has now got married? "I have never seen him with a woman. He has already had a daughter? A little weird!

"Honey, who's this?" Julian's face was drained of color. He staggered back two steps and choked out, "You… have a child?" I met his eyes steadily. "This is my husband, Mark. And this is our daughter, Harper." He went rigid as his words of regret and disbelief caught in his throat. His lips quivered, shock doing a better job at silencing him than I ever could. The man who had once ruled the boardroom now looked fragile. He looked just like a sheet of paper ready to be blown away by the wind.

Hearing about his niece attending university made me think of the kind of life she led, and how it was different from mine. I could never go because I didn’t want to leave Naty, but I wasn’t complaining. Raising my daughter was worth it. "Do you have any children?" I asked Julian, curious about his personal life. "Yes, I have one son and one daughter.” Those words surprised me a bit. I wasn't sure why I hadn't expected him to have a family. "Married?" I asked further. “Yes, to my beautiful wife.” Julian grew a genuine smile. “She isn’t here at the moment."

But it was a headline from one of the major entertainment platforms, and the thumbnail stopped my breath. Julian’s face filled the preview. Sharp jaw, dark eyes, that unreadable composure he wore like a second skin. Exclusive Interview: Julian Cross — Billionaire, Businessman, and the Wife He Never Talks About. My thumb hovered over the screen for a full second before I pressed play.

“These days, most young people don't know the meaning of marriage. Divorce seems to be the new norm. Marriage is for better, for worse. I think you should talk to your wife and settle with her.” With that, he gives me a smile and leaves. I remained in that spot, totally flabbergasted. He seems to love his wife so much and I felt bad for making him recount that painful memory. One thing was clear though, I had taken a huge step to signing a partnership deal with the most richest man in the country. I knew within me I would definitely be signing the official deal in six months time. I just had to be more purposeful and never relent. ******* By the time I get home, Laura was out of the house. S