Julie Christie Wikipedia Novels & Stories

The phone trembled in her hand from anger. Everyone knew her as Dr. Julie, one of the best doctors in the country. Her clientele consisted of prominent billionaires who do not like to associate with anyone who's had a bad history, especially on social media. And now, Jotham wanted to diminish her accomplishments by reducing her to a mere tabloid headline: the secret lover of the 2024 Most Eligible Bachelor." The doorbell rang at the same time she hung up the phone. She walked up to the door. The person she was looking at was the last person she wanted to see.

Julie thought Michael only talked down to her. Valorie blinked at his reaction and simply ask two things. “Did you know Juliette forced Aria to leave you? Also, who is A.K. Crusader?” “For God’s sake, Aria has always used Julie as a scapegoat. At the time we married, I did not recognize what Aria did to us and I took advantage of the mess Aria left behind solely for my benefit. As for who A.K. Crusader is. It’s Julie’s pen name. She’s a private person, and we kept it quiet until now.” Julie couldn’t believe he pretended to know this entire time she was A.K. Crusader. The liar.

That was everything. Celeste tucked one leg beneath her as she balanced her laptop on the other, the grainy voices from reality TV drama rising and falling just behind her, a comforting sort of chaos she didn’t have to participate in. The profiles on her screen were more interesting anyway. Julian Cross. Newly accepted case. Accepted late, no less—something she rarely did, but the details had sparked a quiet urgency. She skimmed what little she’d gathered overnight. Tech executive. Private but visible. No major scandals, no tabloid trails—but then again, most men like him paid good money to keep it that way.

Something about the sheer emotion in Julio’s face and attitude spoke volumes. “What would you like to know, sir?” Jackson forced his voice to remain steady as he answered the older man. “This woman,” Julio pointed to another image. This time the woman was dressed as a curvy golden-haired goddess in a deputy's uniform. “Who is she to you?” “That is Natalie Jones, she works for Brian Williams as a private investigator. She is his right-hand man, for lack of a better term. They have worked together for several years. She’s on the level.”

“How about I take Clarice and the kids and leave? I think Jessica isn’t so easy to handle either.” “You dare?” Nicholas looked at him and then turned to the detective. “Sir, do you have any new leads?” “The investigators who followed Julie found some information, but for now, we’re not sure if it will help us,” the detective said. He arranged the documents on the table, walked to the sofa, sat down, and reported. “My people discovered that the last time Julie returned was thirty years ago. According to her mother, she came back because she was pregnant, but she didn’t know who the father was. However, she remembered that Julie was very happy at the time and also said she would be a rich lady

Julia continued to talk, “You've had your own share of scandals and trust me, you're loved by people. You are seen as an influential woman, you know that?” “I don't know,” I replied weakly as I sipped on my drink. “You've been involved with big names so far!” Julia told me firmly. “Julian Holland, CEO of Empire Entertainment. Duncan Mann, CEO of Duck Entertainment. Yamamoto…” “Yeah! Yeah!” I exclaimed, cutting her short. “You are lucky, girl. I am envious,” Julia muttered. “And why would you be?” I asked.

I make a mental note to corner her later and force it out of her. "C'mon in ladies," Christine welcomes us with a smile on her face. Christine is the wife of Travis Steele, the communications/IT expert for Heaven Hill, and the sister of Jagger. She's about as deep into Heaven Hill as you can get without being born into the fold. Not only is she an awesome person though and through, but she also does amazing hair, and lately she's been taking chances with hers. I haven't seen her in a month or so, and I squeal excitedly when I see the black and purple she's got in her locks today.

Chris turned to Julie who immediately looked a little confused. Julie came to her senses a few seconds later. "Ah, I apologize. I'm Julie Floyd. Nice to meet you two." "There is no need to apologize. After all, we're actually acquainted, but because of the passage of time, and the fact that we don't see each other very often, it's likely that you've forgotten. I'll reintroduce myself, I'm Christopher Elard, and this is Agatha Candice, my wife." Chris turned his head briefly towards Agatha beside him, who immediately smiled while nodding briefly towards Julie.

Niyole replied, standing up from the couch. He stopped when he saw Juliana. Casting me a questioning look, he looked towards her direction. "Sorry, Niyole. This is…" "Your majesty, I am Miss Juliana Roberts. I'm an investigator at the Province and… I am Chester's girlfriend. Pleased to meet you, your majesty. What the fuck was this girl saying? I wanted to refute her words, but she warned me again with the incident of that night. I glanced briefly at Scarlett, but it seemed she wasn't bothered at all!

Julie cheerfully asked, and he smiled. Julie is the most cheerful woman he knows, he has never seen her sad, and sometimes he wonders if she experiences down moments at all. She runs a large departmental store and also owns a furniture store in the heart of New York. She works too hard. "Well enough, you sound happier tonight, anything up?" Ryat continued smiling. "So...I cooked late dinner. You should come for it at the mansion, pleaseee" Julie said childishly, and his smile widened. He ate a little with Tiffany at his penthouse, and he's already full, but at the same time he finds it hard to turn Julie down.