Chapter 5 - Julian Begs For Money While Secrets Unravel Around Him
The heavy oak doors of the study burst open as Julian stumbled into the room, smelling faintly of bourbon and expensive scotch. The youngest Vale brother looked disheveled, his silk tie crooked and his designer jacket wrinkled from a long night out.
"Adrian, you have to wire thirty thousand dollars to my offshore account immediately," Julian demanded, leaning heavily against the desk. Adrian didn't look up from his laptop, his jaw clenched in mounting frustration and exhaustion.
"I am not paying off your poker debts anymore, Julian," Adrian stated coldly. "Father cut you off six months before he died, and I am upholding that exact policy." Julian slammed his fist against the mahogany wood, cursing under his breath.
"You think you're so smart sitting in that big chair, don't you?" Julian sneered, pacing around the room angrily. "Father left a mess behind that will destroy this entire family before the year is over."
Celeste stepped into the study quietly, holding a stack of corporate merger reports against her chest. "Julian, please lower your voice," Celeste advised calmly. "The domestic staff can hear every word you're saying in the hallway."
Julian spun around, pointing an accusing finger directly at Celeste’s chest. "And you! You think you're already mistress of this estate, but you don't even know what Malcolm hid in the basement wall!" Julian yelled.
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Adrian stood up from his chair, his tall frame towering over his younger brother with dangerous authority. "Get out of my study, Julian, before I have security throw you off the property," Adrian warned quietly.
Julian scoffed, adjusting his jacket with a bitter laugh before turning on his heel and storming out of the room. The heavy door slammed shut behind him, leaving an oppressive, heavy silence in the study.
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