Julian got out of the car and bid Quinn goodbye. He watched as she walked into Wiltspoon Hotel and only got back into the car after she disappeared from sight.

Next, he took his phone and called his trusty assistant.

The call connected and he asked, “How’s everyone’s injuries?”

“Mr. Julian, our future missus was ruthless. Everyone has injuries of different severity and needs to be hospitalized.”

Julian was happy when he heard his assistant addressing Quinn as the future missus. He liked the ring of it.

She was destined to be his.

Quinn was growing on Julian.

The heavens have treated him well by leading such an outspoken girl to him. He finally had the chance to become a real man.

However, he was older than her by ten years. Would Quinn dislike him for being too old?

Julian had never felt old.

Men his age were still at their primes. Moreover, he kept himself in good shape and looked like he was in his twenties. No one could tell that he was thirty-four years old from hi