Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law-Chapter 55 Warmth Sublimated (1)_1

In the Bluen Family’s dining room, the layout was elongated. A long dining table was placed in the center, with five chairs on each side and one at each end, accommodating twelve people in total.

Several paintings hung on one wall of the dining room. The opposite wall featured a long, embedded window with its clear glass slightly ajar. Two layers of curtains hung down: one of sheer fabric and the other of cloth. Typically, the sheer curtains were lowered, while the cloth curtains were drawn to the sides, allowing light from outside to filter in. Despite this, the dining room was dimmer than the outdoors. A luxurious crystal chandelier hung from the center of the ceiling. One end of the dining room served as the entrance, while the other end boasted an extra-large French window. This window faced a corner of the courtyard, offering a scenic view.

The couple each took their seats. A short while later, Scarlett Taylor also came downstairs.

The housekeeper instructed the servants to serve the prepared meal.

After the three of them silently finished their lunch, Glades Horne didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he took Julia Bluen for a walk in the courtyard.

At noon, the sun high in the sky was exceptionally blazing.

The two strolled along the shaded path, enjoying the comfortable autumn breeze. Glades spoke in a deep voice, "After the wedding, I’ll have someone look for your sister’s whereabouts."

Upon hearing this, Julia stopped in her tracks and turned to look steadily at him.

Glades also halted, and the two gazed at each other.

After a moment, Julia said softly, "Glades." She leaned into his embrace of her own accord, touched by his thoughtfulness.

Glades chuckled softly and continued walking, holding her in his arms.

Julia extended an arm around Glades’s waist. For the first time, she initiated intimacy with Glades as a lover, as a wife. It was also the first time she felt that the words she had once spoken with a self-mocking smile were true.

"I’ll be a good wife."

"I believe you."

"In the future, however well you treat me, I’ll treat you just as well."

"Can it be more?"

"A businessman is always a businessman, constantly thinking of gaining an advantage."

"Alright then. For every bit of kindness you show me, I’ll show you tenfold in return—ten times more."

"Actually, you’ve always treated me very well, like a big brother looking out for me."

"Actually, when a man treats a woman well, it’s always with a purpose."

"So, you’re good to me for a purpose too?"

"After all these years, what purpose do you think I could have regarding you?"

Silence fell briefly between them.

"It doesn’t seem like you have any."

"Julia, my kindness to you is an innate instinct. Ha ha!" His low chuckle masked the awkwardness of having loved her from the very beginning without ever truly recognizing it.

Julia smiled as well, snuggled closer, and he held her tighter.

"By the way, I’m sorry about something."

"What is it?" he asked, tipping his head to kiss her short hair. His voice was lazy yet filled with deep affection.

"Rachel is going to be my bridesmaid. I didn’t have one yet, so I agreed without asking you first." Her voice was full of apology.

"A bridesmaid is indeed necessary. Even if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have helped you find one. It’s fine that you’ve found someone suitable on your own. A bridesmaid is indispensable for a wedding and isn’t considered a third party." His deep voice carried an intoxicating tone.

"Have you chosen your best man?"

"Hansen Ruiz would be a very good fit. Benjamin Robinson had asked if he could be part of the wedding, but in reality, Benjamin doesn’t have the time. If a case came up in the middle of the wedding, Benjamin would surely abandon me and rush off. So, Hansen Ruiz is the ideal choice for best man."

"Ruiz is your chief assistant, right? My sister mentioned him before. She said he’s a very impressive man."

"He’s alright."

"Hmm."

Beneath the sun, on the tree-lined path, they held each other close. This couple had known each other for twenty-six years. They could be considered childhood sweethearts, finally brought together by the red thread of fate after many twists and turns. Their light conversation revealed deep affection. No matter who had cast the net of love first, their marriage was destined to be the envy of others for its happiness.

"Pleasant Goat, Beauty Goat... Big Big Wolf, Red Wolf..."

Julia’s phone rang again.

Glades sat down with her on a long stone bench by the path, letting her answer the call.

When Julia saw the number, she was surprised to realize it was from Cosmos Group.

She raised an eyebrow. Why would Cosmos Group be calling her?

"Is this Miss Julia?" As she pressed the answer button, Dio Powell’s voice came through, his tone overly friendly.

Dio Powell?

Julia’s attractive brows furrowed slightly. Why would Dio Powell be calling her?

"Speaking. May I ask what this is about?" Julia’s tone was cold and distant.

"Miss Julia, do you have some time? I would like to talk with you in person," Dio Powell said, unfazed by Julia’s coldness, his voice still dripping with sycophancy. All business dealings between Cosmos Group and Valence Group had been severed on Glades Horne’s orders. Although it was actually a subsidiary of Valence Group that primarily conducted business with Cosmos Group, these dealings had been quite profitable for Cosmos. The sudden termination meant their losses were considerable.

He knew this was Glades Horne taking revenge on Cosmos Group on Julia’s behalf.

To restore the severed cooperation, he had to swallow his pride and appeal to Julia, hoping she would be magnanimous and spare Cosmos Group.

"Mr. Powell, I don’t believe we’re well-acquainted, and there’s nothing for us to discuss." Julia’s tone became even colder. "I’m sorry, Mr. Powell, but I’m rather busy at the moment. I’ll have to hang up."

For so many days, she hadn’t used her family’s power to unleash a storm of revenge. This was because she wanted to see Nicholas Coldwell continuously trapped by regret, living a life full of remorse. She wouldn’t need to lift a finger; Nicholas and Diana Powell’s marriage was doomed to be unhappy. And knowing Nicholas’s methods, she was certain that Cosmos Group would eventually fall completely into his hands. By then, Diana, too, would be overwhelmed with regret.

A man who could sacrifice his lover for his career would stop at nothing.

But she hadn’t forgotten the hurt Diana and Nicholas had caused her, either.

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