He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 409

"This is a corporate negotiation, not a back-alley screaming match," Julian stated, his voice dangerously low. "If you doubt our professional capabilities, you are more than welcome to take your contract and walk out that door. Croft Design Studio does not need your project. But I can guarantee you this: if Scarlett Langley isn't your lead designer, your little town will be nothing more than an uninspired failure."

"Furthermore, Scarlett is not just an employee here. She is a full partner at Croft Design Studio. She is entirely qualified to negotiate any and all terms with you."

Julian's dominance commanded the room.

Veronica flinched, genuinely taken aback. She stared at him, her initial shock quickly warping into defensive anger. "Who the hell do you think you are, talking to me like that?"

Croft Design Studio's external affairs were typically handled by Irvin Croft, while the creative team was led by Scarlett. Consequently, Veronica had never actually met Julian before.

This was a deliberate arrangement on Julian's part.

The studio was merely a fraction of his empire. He spent most of his time managing the Croft family's global assets and consulting on classified, state-level infrastructure projects.

In reality, Julian was a tenured professor and doctoral advisor at the nation's most prestigious architectural academy, and the chief consultant for a national design institute.

However, he rarely gave interviews and despised the spotlight. Outside of elite academic circles, his name was a myth.

Julian looked at Veronica, leaning forward slightly, the sheer weight of his presence pinning her to her chair.

"My last name is Croft. Julian Croft."

Veronica's eyes went wide. She stared at him, completely paralyzed for several seconds.

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