In the past, Julius had despised his older brother, Jeremy. The kind and doting sibling he once knew had transformed into a cold, calculating man, mirroring their father's ruthlessness.
There was even a time when Julius genuinely feared him.
But that was all a lifetime ago. Now, when he looked at Jeremy, there was no fear left, only mild amusement. The same man who once towered over him now seemed laughable.
Their relationship, of course, hadn't improved. Jeremy still believed Julius viewed him with the same old fear, unaware that Julius had long outgrown it.
The reason was simple.
Jeremy had always been pretending. His cruelty had been nothing more than an act.
He could still recall Jeremy's words from that day, words that had once felt so heavy and tragic.
——If I'd known things would turn out like this, I would've pushed you even further away… Julius.
Back then, Jeremy had died for him.
