The Reign Of Medical Sovereign

From where?

Julian, on the other hand, whistled as he stepped out of his apartment, nodding slightly to the melody.

After leaving the hospital, he headed directly to his apartment to change his clothes.

Luckily, his cheating wife was not at home. This gave him many chances to do what he wanted.

He was going to move out. But after looking around, he realized he didn't own more than four pairs of clothes. That was all he ever owned here.

He had spent his life toiling away for his wife, barely doing anything for himself.

But what did he get in the end? Disdain and getting his limbs broken. That was all to it.

Julian clenched his fist as he thought about this, and rage flashed across his eyes.

Soon, he calmed down and shook his head. He had already demanded a divorce and would have gone to get the divorce papers if Logan hadn't beaten him up.

Now that he was fine, the first thing he would do was... After getting the divorce, he would head to the bank to transfer the money Lucien gave him to his account.

Thinking like this, Lucien stepped into the road and flagged down a taxi. Telling the driver where he was heading, the taxi drove off.

Hours later, a taxi pulled up before a huge building, and Julian alighted from the taxi, holding a document.

He had gone to the civil affairs office first to finalize his divorce. He signed it and brought it with him to give it to Lyra to sign her part so it would be finally over.

He would rather not have anything to do with her anymore.

After leaving the civil affairs office, he went to the bank to transfer the amount into his account.

Taking in a deep breath, Julian prepared to walk into the bank when a mocking voice sounded,

“And look who we have here,”

“I'd assume my men didn't really break your limbs as I instructed them to, which is why I presume you're here, huh?” Logan's arrogant voice sounded, his gaze so intense that Julian could feel it at the back of his head.

Julian frowned slightly, then turned around, only to be met with the disdainful gaze of Logan and Lyra.

Seeing the two adulterous couples, Julian's expression changed, but he didn't say anything and just prepared to ignore them.

“Boy, I have to thank you for letting me have your wife,” Logan taunted, pulling Lyra closer and planting a kiss on her lips.

“I need to remind you just how sweet she is,” Logan continued, a hint of mockery could be felt in his voice.

“I bet you haven't had her as many times as I have in the last few days.”

“You can have her all you want; I don't really care as much as I live,” Julian spat, his gaze cold, as he shifted it to stare at Lyra.

“I've gotten the divorce; here's yours, sign it,” Julian added and threw the divorce papers at Lyra before turning around.

Lyra's expression changed after seeing this, and for a moment, she felt a pang of panic in her heart. Somehow it felt as though Julian was now a different person.

“And where do you think you're going?” Lyra screamed, coming back to her senses.

“And when did I start to answer you?” Julian sneered, not stopping in his tracks, and walked into the bank.

“Let's go see what he's up to,” Logan smirked and, pulling Lyra over and they both walked into the bank.

Julian, on the other hand, headed towards the counter the moment he walked into the bank.

Pulling out the bank card Lucien had given to him, he handed it to the cashier and then said,

“I want to confirm the amount inside this card and transfer it to my bank.”

“Alright, sir.” The cashier nodded and took the card from Julian, then started to type away on the computer.

“Sir, there's a total of one billion inside this card,” the cashier spoke after a while, raising her head to look at Julian, shock written all over her face.

“Would you like to continue with the transfer?” The cashier asked, her gaze still on Julian.

“Yes, I…”

“Impossible,” Logan's sharp voice came, interrupting the cashier as he hurried over to the counter with Lyra.

“There's no way this brat here can have so much, no absolute way,” Logan shook his head, disbelief written all over his face.

Even his family assets were, overall, just about five hundred million. And if it was everything, then it was just a billion.

Not more, not less. So there was no way he could even think of the fact that Julian had so much.

Lyra, on the other hand, stared at Julian, disbelief written all over her face. If Julian had so much then why didn't he tell her? Why did he hide it away from her?

“And you are?” The cashier frowned, her gaze rather unfriendly as she stared at Logan.

“Don't worry about them; just treat them as two rabid dogs that got lost,” Julian spoke before Logan could reply.

“Julian, tell me, where did you get such an amount of money?” Lyra questioned, her eyes scrutinizing Julian as though she wanted to force the answers out of his mouth.

Julian threw Lyra a glance and huffed, before he turned away, entirely ignoring her.

“How dare you ignore me? Didn't you hear me talking to you?” Lyra flew into a rage seeing this, glaring at Julian, hatred written all over her eyes.

“Isn't it obvious where trash like him got so much,” Logan scoffed, at the same time snatching the card away from the cashier.

“It's obvious that he stole it,” he added, his eyes scanning the card in his hands as though he was trying to find some kind of evidence.

“Found it,” Logan declared, spotting something on the black card.

“Julian, admit you stole this card,” Logan glared at Julian, pointing at him.

“From where exactly?” Julian asked, feeling rather amused at Logan's audacity.

“From the Browns!” Logan accused, pointing at Julian, fury written all over his face as he pointed at Julian.