Julian, the eldest, stood by the fireplace. To the public, he was the successor—polished, philanthropic, and perfect. But Julian’s hands shook when he poured his scotch. He was the one who had spent a decade cleaning up Elias’s offshore messes, sacrificing his own marriage to bury the family’s bones. He didn’t want the money; he wanted the acknowledgment that he had bled the most for the name.
Julian, the eldest, stood by the fireplace. To the public, he was the successor—polished, philanthropic, and perfect. But Julian’s hands shook when he poured his scotch. He was the one who had spent a decade cleaning up Elias’s offshore messes, sacrificing his own marriage to bury the family’s bones. He didn’t want the money; he wanted the acknowledgment that he had bled the most for the name.