The Continent of Europe

The Continent of Europe
Chapter 58's



...CHAPTRE 58...


...JULIAN ...


"Rosaline Mary Vreaa and Reagan Julius Vreaa, or should I call you both Rosie and Reggie as well? Just like Thomas did when he was alive?"


The eyes of the two twin boys slowly widened as the mysterious man in front of them uttered the name of the father. The two exchanged shocked looks, as if sending a telepathic signal wondering the identity of the mysterious man in their minds.


"Who are you?" Ask Reagan.


He pulled Rosaline's tiny body behind him, protecting her by stretching her arms wide as if preparing to fight back if the man tried to harm them.


The mysterious man threw his body onto the sofa as his eyes looked around the house dominated by green, before focusing his attention back on the two twin boys in front of him who were trembling in fear.


"I? I'm Julian Nolan Torres" he said casually as he lifted his foot to the table and grinned at the change in the expression of dislike on the faces of the twin boys.


"Who is Julian Nolan Torres?" Little Rosaline asked from behind the body of the older brother who was only five minutes away from her. He poked his head slightly to peek, looking towards the mysterious man.


"I? Ex-convict."


Hearing the words of the prisoner, Reagan grew even more vigilant. His eyes shot a sharp glare as he took a dash to run off with Rosaline and shouted for help, before the man named Julian cut him off saying.


"I was Thomas' cellmate while imprisoned in England."


The two boys were silent. They frowned and threw a confused look at the man who was now laughing loosely. What did he say just now? Cellmate? What does it mean to be in prison? So their father was also an ex-convict?


"Why are you here then?" Reagan asked nervously. He's still digesting what the man in front of them is saying, "are you going to sell us to the black market?" Reagan claimed to have surprised the man.


How can a seven-year-old seem to know about the black market.


The shock in his eyes he immediately removed by making a thin grin at the corner of his lips, "i'm not sure anyone would want to buy you two for a cheap price" he said, making the two twin boys in front of him scowl.


Satisfied with their flirting, the man turned his sly grin into a wide, gentle smile. His brownish-sliced eyes looked at the two of them inside then said.


"From today I will be your guardian. Whatever it is, like it or not, I don't care because this is someone's request."


Back then, both Rosaline and Reagan were both shocked to see a male figure barging into their house all of a sudden. All of that came after two weeks of incidents that claimed the lives of both of their parents.


The man came at the beginning as a very mysterious figure but in the end became a rescuer and family. It was Julian Nolan Torres.


Rosaline immediately jumped into his arms as the dark black-bladed man appeared through the airport door. The suitcase that the man was carrying, was left lying on the floor just like that to catch the girl he had been foster for more than a decade.


"Julian!" Rosaline exclaims spirit. He jumped into the young man's arms as he buried his entire face in the recesses of Julian's neck, which had a distinctive flavor like lemon and mint. The smell that had been almost a year had never been smelled by him again.


"You miss me so much, don't you, Rosie?" He chuckled while gently combing the brunette girl's hair in his arms.


Julian could barely breathe as Reagan joined their embrace, but the man could not help but smile. She knew that she was very dramatic in this regard, but both of them were children she had nurtured for a decade.


And it's been a few months since they left and went to Europe. Especially England, left her with so many anxious feelings in her days after that.


So Julian turned to his old friend, Daniel, who was standing not far from them. He gave her a pleading gaze, but instead of helping her, Daniel just giggled. Letting them embrace each other like there is no tomorrow.


Finally, Rosaline and Reagan loosened their arms despite not wanting to do so.


To be honest, they still wanted to be in that embrace a little longer. They want to feel the warmth they used to feel when they were little. Kind of misses him and sometimes Julian is so annoying.


This time Julian turned to Daniel only to hug the man for a moment while Daniel accepted it with open arms.


"It's been twelve years since you left England, Julian," Daniel patted her on the back, "welcome back, buddy."


"Oh, Daniel. I wish I never came back here."


The two men laughed in remembrance of their dark days in England. Well, with the circumstances in which Julian chose to leave while Daniel decided to stay. Funny to remember.


"I can't wait to see your house. Is it still as usual? White and black?" ask Julian. He snorted softly as Reagan took over the suitcase he was holding and pulled it over.


"You've got to see for yourself, Julian," said Rosaline. The girl gently held Julian's arm. "It took me a few months to get used to the house."


"Why? Is it worse than it used to be?" Snoots.


"Shut it, Julian. You've made a lot of comments!"


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"So, is Rosie still Jenkins' friend?"


Daniel turns around only to see Julian in his pajamas emerge from the door. The man pouted as he walked over to Daniel. Just to disturb Daniel who is making bread.


"No. They were no longer friends, but.." he looked around, making sure no one or Rosaline or Reagan eavesdropped on them. "She was inadvertently in a relationship with Adler."


Julian choked in shock. "What the hell?! Don't you dare lie to me, Daniel!"


Daniel gave her a dramatic eye-turn.


"I'm not lying to you, Julian! It's fact!"


"Why would he have a relationship with that family?"


"There are projects being held in Westminster. Especially for students majoring in architecture and business. They're twosome. Reggie with Kaylie and Rosie with Adler's heir."


Julian pulled next to his eyebrows. "Who's Kaylie?"


"Rosaline's friend."


Julian sat himself down at the table next to Daniel. With a tired and rough grunt, the man massaged his forehead, dizzy. Though it has only been a few months Rosaline and Reagan in England and one of them is already involved with the golden money.


"Yes god. What have I missed these past few months? Why is Rosie even involved with our enemy? Did he know that the golden money was like a vicious circle? Once you get in, you'll never get out."