Julian leaned back in his leather chair in the CEO’s office of Neb Group. He was having a serious moment of introspection.
Everything he did was for his marriage and to have a legitimate heir. He didn’t hate Willow. In fact, he somewhat liked her. They had been getting along well in that <b>aspect</b>, at least. Men like him <b>were </b>animals with needs. If they were satisfied in bed, they would generally be much more generous.
<b>He </b>was willing to <b>treat </b>her well, let her experience the benefits <b>of </b><b>a </b>marriage, and show her what love felt like if that was what Willow wanted. That had nothing to do with actually loving her<b>, </b>though. He still didn’t love her.
While Julian was lost in thought, Esther knocked on the door before stepping in. “You have <b>a </b>call from Grandsburg, Mr. Ziegler.”
Julian took the phone and lowered his chin. <b>“</b><b>You </b>can <b>leave</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
Esther returned to the secretary’s <b>office </b>while thinking, “Mr. Ziegler <b>gets </b><b>a </b>call from Grandsburg once a week, and he flies there at <b>least </b>once a month… <b>I’m </b>sure <b>it’s </b>someone important!”
Just as she was pondering, Julian came in and lightly knocked on her desk. “You’reing to Yarrowmere with me tomorrow. There’s an update on Project Aurelia.<b>” </b>
Esther was delighted. “Did Mr. Chapman <b>agree</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
Julian let out an affirmative hum. “They’re willing topromise<b>, </b>so there’s a lot of room for negotiation. Pack your things<b>. </b><b>Tell </b>Mr. Xander from the finance department and Ms. Sutton from the public rtions department to get ready<b>, </b>too. We’ll <b>fly </b>to Yarrowmere tomorrow morning.”
Esther couldn’t help but reply, “Mrs. Ziegler can be very convincing when Mrs. Chapman is involved.”
Julian shed her a subtle grin.
Even though he was going on a business trip, he still had to attend the dinner party <b>as </b>nned. It was <b>a </b>charity dinner, so Willow didn’t wear anything too shy. She was dressed in a ck suit, and her only <b>essory </b>was her diamond wedding ring<b>. </b>Her cold demeanor made her even more attractive.
When Julian nced over at her, he froze for a moment before hooking his arm around Willow’s waist and introducing her to the host of the party.
Willow had been involved in business <b>for </b>many years<b>, </b><b>so </b>she was adept at handling things and navigating social situations. The <b>way </b>she carried <b>herself </b>would affect her husband’s reputation<b>, </b>after all.
While she was socializing, Julian couldn’t help but be drawn to her, too. She waspletely different from how she was at home. <b>Her </b><b>presence </b>was overwhelming.
Someone called out, “Here you are, Julian! Come on! Mr. Wilson from Helios has always wanted to <b>get </b>to know <b>you</b>. He came here just to <b>see </b>you. Go chat with him.”
Julian nodded in <b>a </b>reserved manner. <b>“</b>Sure.‘
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He was always the center of attention when it came to business. He held a <b>ss </b>of red wine in a dignified manner, charming countless women in attendance.
That included Melody<b>, </b>who had dinner with him the night before<b>. </b>She just couldn’t forget how romantic the night had been.
She was so eager to get with Julian that a single meal with him <b>was </b>enough to fuel hexfantasies. When she heard that he would be attending the dinner party<b>, </b>she got herself an invitation and showed up to stage <b>a </b>chance encounter.
That night, Melody <b>was </bpletely dolled up. She was wearing a light purple dress that showed off her delicate figure, and she had <b>even </b><b>rented </b><b>jewelry </b>worth millions of dors<b>, </b>determined not <b>to </b>let Willow outshine her.
She ramped up her feminine charm <b>to </b>the maximum as she said to Julian, “There are <b>so </b>many things we didn’t <b>get </b><b>to </b>talk aboutst night, Julian. What <b>a </b>pity<b>.</b><b>” </b>
<b>Julian </b>had no intention of getting involved with her. A waiter happened to <b>pass </b>by, <b>so </b>he <b>set </b>his wine ss <b>down </b>and tumed back to <b>Melody </b>with an icy <b>look </b>on his <b>face</b>. <b>“</b><b>Like </b>I said, <b>Ms. </b>Simpson, <b>we’re </b><b>not </b>that <b>close</b>.<b>” </b>
That left Melody embarrassed. She wanted <b>to </b>continue attempting to <b>seduce </b>him<b>, </b><b>but </b>Julian was <b>already </b>walking off in the other direction.
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