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Chapter 420 The Violet Star Imperial Cross
During the medal presentation that followed, Julian, Eleanor Hart, and Helen Rockefeller stepped onto the stage together.
Julian received the Violet Star Imperial Cross. Eleanor and Helen were awarded the Silver Star imperial Cross, the honor ranked-immediately beneath it.
Marshal Atlas Ashford, Orion, and General Marston came forward to present the three medals.
As the highest-ranking officer, Atlas should have presented the Violet Star to Julian.
No one expected Orion, normally the strictest observer of military protocol, to shoulder his own grandfather aside and plant himself directly in front of Julian.
Atlas stumbled from the shove.
He stared at Orion in speechless disbelief.
Some grandson you are.
Atlas shot his precious eldest grandson a vicious glare and decided he never should have felt sorry for him.
Sure enough..
There was something wrong with the Mulholland bloodline. The more beautiful one of them looked, the better that person was at lying. Not a decent soul among them.
Marshal Atlas Ashford had spoken.
Yet no matter how much the old marshal complained inside his head, he silently allowed Orion to present Julian’s medal.
Eleanor was one of Atlas’s old friends, after all.
Presenting an award to her suited him perfectly well.
That was how Atlas consoled himself.
As for Orion….
He grinned beneath a deafening wave of teasing from below the stage.
The people at the venue were not the only ones making noise. Comments flooded the livestream so that the screen could barely display them.
[Orion, could you try treating yourself a little worse?]
[Orion: I love myself.]
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[Orion: Why does the latecomer get ahead and stay ahead? Because I fight for it, grab it, and demand this, that, and everything else!]
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[I’m dying. General Ashford, your entire public image just collapsed. Even the late Empress would recognize you now.]
Julian aloire gave the Alpha holding the Violet Star a long, searching look. As Orion prepared to pin it to his uniform, Julian said with complete seriousness, “Orion, you can’t put it on crooked again.”
Orion had not even nodded before the livestream exploded with another flood of comments
[Baby truly never forgets.]
[Remember when I said baby should call him General Ashford?]
[So I’ve been part of this setup for that long? This is insane.]
Julian’s reminder did not embarrass Orion in the slightest. He nodded solemnly.
ll be careful.”
rion kept his word.
This time, he pinned the medal on quickly and perfectly, as though he had practiced beforehand.
Below the stage, Rowan knew far too much. He narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox without saying a word.
The photographs came after the medal presentation.,
This time, Orion naturally took the place beside Julian.
Ruin sat on Julian’s shoulder, wagging its tail, while a tiny Thousand-Petal Azure Lotus perched on the wolf cub’s head.
Ruin and Alkaid were not the only ones present. Orion also released the little Greedy Wolf. The three small figures crowded between the two men, creating a warm, harmonious scene.
[Okay, now I understand why the puppy wore flowers in that old family photo. And that little cake was the real mastermind…]
Viewers flooded the chat with the previous family portrait, practically ready to take out magnifying glasses and hunt for every last trace of sweetness.
No one expected what happened one second before the shutter clicked.
A grinning old Marshal Atlas Ashford suddenly squeezed himself into the frame.
Orion: “…”
Some granddad you are.
Atlas was not the
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that if old Atlas could join the photograph, then she, as
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Julian’s teacher, had every right to be included.
Caleb Hayes, Laurie Rick, and Colonel Zoya Vance came charging up after them.
Even Harper Sloane dragged Ari Snow into the group.
Everyone seemed determined to create chaos. Orion’s carefully guarded little family portrait was forcibly transformed into a massive group photograph of the military’s senior leadership.
Many years later, that old image entered the official history of interstellar humanity and was placed in the most prominent position in an exhibition hall.
Everyone in the photograph looked happy.
Even Julian’s lips held a faint upward curve.
Only Orion wore a rigid expression.
Old friends, adult visitors, and children who came to the exhibition all asked the same question.
Why was he not smiling?
Had he simply been born disliking smiles?
The tour guides had no idea either..
Perhaps.
Who knew?
At the same time, inside the Imperial palace, Emperor Alexis Mulholland quietly watched the livestream beside Lady Seraphina Blackwell.
His emerald eyes, almost identical to Orion’s, narrowed slightly. Without attempting to conceal it, Alexis fixed his gaze on Julian.
He was examining him.
Evaluating him.
“Prince Orion loves Omega Sovereign Julian Shaw deeply, and His Grace is the finest Omega in the Empire. If the late Empress knows in the afterlife, I am certain she will be pleased.”
Lady Seraphina lowered her head, revealing a pale, translucent neck as graceful as a swan’s.
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