Chapter 3 A Hard Hit_1
Nicholas Coldwell kept speculating about the relationship between Julia Bluen and Glades Horne. He thought of Julia as just a low-level employee at the company. Although she had a noble aura, if she were a wealthy young lady, how could she possibly have run off to work at Cosmos?
He had never inquired about Julia’s family background, but he had given her rides home countless times. Each time, Julia would head for the crowded bus. How could a wealthy young lady possibly squeeze onto a bus? He concluded that Julia was just an ordinary working-class girl.
"Who is he?" Glades Horne stared straight at Nicholas Coldwell, asking Dio Powell, who stood before him.
"Young Master Horne, he is my little girl’s groom, Nicholas Coldwell, the manager of my company’s Planning Department," Dio Powell hastily introduced in a fawning manner. He then called over to Nicholas, "Nicholas, come and meet Young Master Horne." Dio Powell’s tone, expression, and reverence were such that he treated Glades Horne as if he were an Emperor.
Nicholas Coldwell quickly walked over to Glades Horne. However, he didn’t quite dare to look directly at Glades, who was even taller than him, because the dominant aura emanating from Glades made it impossible for someone like Nicholas, born into poverty, to withstand.
In Cosmos, Nicholas had always prided himself on his uniqueness. Usually solitary and proud, at this moment, he felt as humble as a tiny ant before Glades Horne.
"Young Master Horne, welcome to the ceremony. Your presence is truly an honor for us," Nicholas said. He very much wanted to show some backbone, but flattering words spilled out before his brain could process them. He even extended his right hand, intending to shake hands with Glades Horne.
"Are you Julia’s boyfriend?" Glades Horne looked down at Nicholas Coldwell, his tone inscrutable; no one could guess how this would unfold. He didn’t even glance at the hand Nicholas extended towards him, much less shake it.
Nicholas’s face turned white. His outstretched hand became stiff, and he stammered, "Yes... Oh, no. No."