Chapter 7 - Watching greedy eldest son Julian storm across the manicured lawn with furious panic written all over his expensive tailored designer business suit jacket right now.
Out on the terrace, the glass doors burst open with a loud crash as Julian Sterling strode aggressively into the mansion hallway.
His expensive charcoal grey designer suit jacket was rumpled, and sweat beaded on his forehead despite the cool evening breeze.
"Mother! What is the meaning of this circus outside? The board members are calling my phone off the hook!" Julian demanded loudly.
He marched straight into the library, stopping dead in his tracks when he saw Clara and the three boys sitting by the hearth.
Julian’s face drained of color, his jaw dropping open as his eyes darted from the children to Eleanor standing by the desk.
"Who let these... intruders into the private quarters of the estate?" Julian stammered, pointing a trembling finger at the triplets.
"Watch your tone, Julian," Eleanor warned, her voice instantly hardening back into the cold steel of a seasoned corporate ruler.
"Mother, they are impostors! Some con artists hired by competitors to destabilize our stock price before tomorrow's merger!" Julian shouted.
Clara stood up slowly from the sofa, her emerald green gown catching the light as she stepped directly into Julian's path.
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"Take a good look, Julian," Clara challenged, her voice dripping with lethal calm. "Do they look like strangers to you?"
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