After my Uncle Julian got with Skyler, the sister who framed me, I drove him absolutely mad with regret
Language: en
1. Five years into working at The Skyline Club, I found myself arrested and taken to the police station. Three days later, in the interrogation room, I saw Julian Vance, whom I hadn’t seen in five years. "Ms. Hayes, I'm Julian Vance, your attorney here to bail you out." I looked up at the man before me. He wore a perfectly tailored, crisp Kiton suit, an Aurora diamond fountain pen clipped to his chest pocket. Golden-rimmed glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, and his gaze swept over me from behind the lenses. Calm, professional. "Julian." I froze. Subconsciously, I glanced…