“Don’t worry, Madam. I’ll handle this,” Julian said smoothly, his tone polite, though his eyes betrayed something else entirely. He wasn’t looking at Eleanor. His gaze was fixed on Tessa, burning with admiration, as though she were the only person in the room.As the young lord of the Marlowe family, Julian had met countless women of beauty and status. Yet none had ever struck him quite like Tessa. Her elegance, her delicate yet unyielding aura—it disarmed him. In his mind, she wasn’t merely a woman. She was an angel descended to earth.“Tessa, thank Mr. Marlowe,” Eleanor urged, her eyes glittering with calculation. She could read men, and she instantly understood Julian’s interest. To her, this was not a problem. It was an opportunity. A ten-billion-dollar project was nothing compared to the future of marrying into the Marlowe family.The Marlowes weren’t just wealthy. They were power incarnate in Coastal Flair. To secure their favor was to secure influence that money could never buy

Julian stood tall and proud, his presence alone commanding attention. The title of “Noble Young Master” wasn’t something he had inherited simply because of the Marlowe family name. He had earned it. By the age of twenty, he had already broken through into the Grandmaster Realm, a feat so rare in Coastal Flair that his name was etched in the annals of prodigies.Now, at twenty-seven, his cultivation had advanced even further. Standing on the cusp of becoming a late-stage grandmaster, Julian carried himself with a kind of arrogance that came only from knowing he could crush most men with a flick of his wrist. He didn’t just look down on ordinary grandmasters—he considered them stepping stones on his inevitable rise to the pinnacle.His confidence radiated like a sharp blade, filling the hall with invisible pressure.Emboldened by his presence, Eleanor suddenly found her voice. She sneered viciously at Adam. “Adam Manchester, so what if you’re a grandmaster? Don’t flatter yourself. Compa

Julian’s face darkened, his brows knitting into a tight frown. His voice carried a biting edge.“Aurora, you must be mistaken. Him? A master healer? At his age? Impossible.”Aurora stood her ground, refusing to yield to Julian’s skepticism. “A friend I trust referred me. I don’t believe there’s a mistake.” Her tone grew firmer as she looked directly at Adam. “Dr. Manchester, my father’s life is hanging by a thread. Please, I beg you, save him. Whatever your conditions are, I will agree to them.”Adam finally broke his silence, his voice calm but probing. “Who told you about me?”The question sliced through the air, startling even Julian. Adam’s reputation was carefully guarded, known only to a very small circle. For someone to seek him out so directly… it was unusual.Aurora hesitated, then answered, “Winda referred me to you.”Adam’s eyes widened slightly, betraying a rare hint of surprise. “You know Winda?”The name alone was enough to turn heads.Winda Harris—better known by her ot

The Montclair family stood second only to the powerful Marlowes among the ten great families of Coastal Flair. Their influence stretched far and wide, their reputation built on wealth, tradition, and political strength.Aurora Montclair, cherished as the jewel of her house, was treated like royalty within her family. She was stunning, poised, and remarkably intelligent, earning the title of the finest lady of Ray City. To many, she was the standard by which others were measured, a woman who embodied both elegance and pride.Yet despite her grace and prestige, Aurora’s life was far from free. At twenty-two, she had never once experienced a romance of her own choosing. Her only official suitor had been Julian Marlowe. His influence and ruthlessness cast a long shadow over her life. Any man foolish enough to show interest in her was swiftly silenced by Julian’s warnings—subtle or otherwise.In truth, Julian had already staked his claim on her in silence. To the outside world, Aurora was

“Bullshit!” Ridwan spat, his voice cutting through the tense air like a whip. His eyes burned with hostility as he jabbed a finger toward Adam. “My dad might not be in the best of health, but nothing’s going to happen to him for now. If you dare keep spouting such nonsense, I’ll personally teach you a lesson you won’t forget!”Aurora’s heart tightened. She stepped in front of Adam instinctively, her voice trembling but firm. “Ridwan, let Dr. Manchester try. You miss every chance you don’t take. Would you rather sit here and do nothing while Father suffers? At least give him a chance!”Her plea only drew mockery. Ridwan gave a cold chuckle, folding his arms smugly. “Do nothing? Who said we’re doing nothing? Aurora, you’re too naive. You might not know yet, but Julian has already gotten in touch with Ezekiel Mubarak. They’re on their way here as we speak.”Aurora’s eyes widened in shock. “Julian got hold of Ezekiel Mubarak… already?” Her disbelief was genuine. Hours ago, they were still