Julian hung up the phone, a deep look crossing his eyes. From the first moment he saw that man, he felt that his gaze towards Aurora was different.
It was not a look one should see between cousins. In a flash, he dialed another number.
“President,” came Rocky’s respectful voice. As his personal assistant, he was expected to be on call 24/7.
Rocky was also a long-time confidant of Julian’s, which meant they shared a special understanding.
“Find out about someone for me.”
“Who?”
“Eric Montgomery.” Julian wasn’t sure if it was just his intuition, but he felt that man was no simple character.
They say a woman’s intuition is strong, but a man’s is no less. Otherwise, Julian wouldn’t have felt the need to mark his territory the first time he met Eric.
“Understood, President.”
Julian knew Aurora’s tenacity; she wouldn’t give up on this order until the very end, clinging to even the faintest hope like a spider’s thread, no matter how tough the journey.
He had only a feeling now, no proof.
Telling Aurora directly might make her think he was overthinking, so he decided to wait and see.
Although he was craving the meal specially prepared for him by that woman, the thought of Eric joining them for dinner made him lose his appetite.
He quickly returned to his room. By then, Aurora had already showered and was changing her clothes. Seeing Julian, she glared at him.
However, her glare carried no real force, instead holding a hint of playful scolding. Julian laughed and hugged her from behind, saying, “Little Bunny, don’t look at me like that, or you won’t be going out today.”
“Rogue,” Aurora said with a blush and a glare. “Alright, let go of me. We’re running out of time. How can I get dressed like this?”
Hearing Aurora’s playful complaint, it must be said that for men, a woman’s pout is always a powerful weapon.
“Alright, I’ll deal with you when we get back,” Julian said, ruffling her hair.
Aurora quickly dressed and applied light makeup, while Julian silently changed his clothes.
“Aren’t you staying home? You’re still injured, where are you going?” Aurora asked, puzzled.
“Little Bunny, you underestimate me. What’s a little injury? I just want to take you there since we’re pressed for time. Let’s go now.”
With that diversion, Aurora didn’t dwell on it any further. “Are you sure your injury is okay?”
“Do you need me to prove it again?” Julian teased, moving closer with a mischievous grin. If she hadn’t figured out what that meant after spending so much time with him, then she was indeed a naive little bunny.
“…”
“Come on, we can still make it on time, but if you dawdle, who knows,” Julian said, grabbing her hand and leading her out.
Confused, Aurora was hurried into the car. “But you haven’t eaten the meal I made for you.”
“How could I waste what you specially made for me? Don’t worry, I’ll heat it up when we get back and make sure to finish it,” Julian replied, deftly starting the car.
With Julian driving her, Aurora was spared much trouble. He drove quickly, getting her to the venue on time. “I’ll pick you up tonight. Remember to call me.”
“Okay.” Aurora hurriedly left, though she felt something odd in her heart. Previously, no matter how tired they were or where they were, he would always take her to clean up after their affairs, but today he did not go upstairs with her. Usually, he would also pull her into a deep kiss when they parted, but today he was very brisk about it. Perhaps he was unwell and pressed for time, Aurora thought, as she rushed into the lobby.
She did not see that after she left, Julian had parked the car and followed her down, sneaking behind her like a husband about to catch his cheating wife. This was undoubtedly the most sordid thing Young Master Barnet had ever done. After all, tracking someone might seem normal for agents in movies, but for ordinary people, it is quite a skill, and even the impeccable Julian couldn’t do it perfectly. He was trying to follow Aurora without her noticing, but his cautious presence was immediately spotted by the security guard.
“Sir, what are you doing…” Julian was so engrossed that he hadn’t noticed someone approaching, and his expression instantly darkened.
“Get out!” His command roared like a lion king intimidating his pride, causing the security guard to tremble. Upon recognizing the man’s face, the guard jumped. “B-boss.”
This top restaurant in Clothville was owned by Julian, and it was only when the guard mentioned it that Julian remembered why he was skulking in his own establishment. “Hmm,” Julian stepped confidently into the restaurant, “call your manager over here.”
“Yes, yes.” Soon, the manager approached, walking briskly and bowing, “Boss, what can I do for you?”
“Where is the woman who just came in?” Julian asked coldly.
The manager thought there had been a serious issue that offended the president, only to find out he was inquiring about a woman. “Uh… President, several women just came in. Which one are you referring to?”
“Obviously, the most beautiful one, with the best figure and the most exquisite face.”
“The one in the black dress?” the manager quickly recalled.
“That’s her.”
“She went to 32B, this way, President,” the manager thought he was to accompany Julian there.
“If I could go there myself, why would I need you? Where is the surveillance room?” Julian said coldly, as if Aurora had walked into a trap.
“Boss, we don’t have surveillance installed in that VIP room, I’m afraid you can’t see inside,” the manager cautiously replied.
Julian frowned, “I don’t care, I just need to know what’s happening inside.”
“Boss, that puts me in a difficult position, we value privacy highly, how can I… Wait, they went to 32B, I’ve got it, there was a small suite installed there during the renovations.”
“Take me there!” Julian commanded.
“Right this way, President,” the manager quickly led Julian.
“Get out, and don’t disturb me!” Julian kicked the manager out as soon as he entered the room, and the manager did not dare linger, his face full of confusion.
If the president liked a girl, she would come running as soon as he called, so why all the secrecy? But how could he understand? This was the magic of love.