Nathaniel's face, already looking terrible, turned absolutely grim the moment he saw Julian walk in.
He should've known.
Victor had no beef with him at all—why else would he suddenly bust in and do him like this?
It had to be Julian pulling the strings.
"Julian." Nathaniel glared, teeth clenched, eyes full of fire as he stared at the man lounging smugly on the couch.
Julian leaned back casually, shooting a sideways glance at the furious Nathaniel tied to the bed. His brows lifted slightly. "Wow, Second Young Master Andrews really knows how to have a good time, huh?"
With perfect timing, Victor dropped down onto the sofa beside Julian.
He locked eyes with Nathaniel's burning stare and smirked coldly. "No kidding."
Victor chuckled, clearly amused. "Guy was probably
