[A lot of it might go over Julian's head - like the effort and sweat and blood all of Forge's work took. But he understands one thing; he understands the business part of it. He understands scraping, making sacrifices. James might have left him a nice hotel empire, but it's not easy - it's still new. It's still struggling.] That sucks. Look, you need anything... [Julian stops himself there, trailing off for only a moment. And he stops because he knows where the offer is coming from, why it starts to leave him. Ali. The other night. Since the moment he saw her going soft for this guy. Guilt. Julian licks his lips.] Emma's good for that. I'm sure you know that though.
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