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The Sterling estate's dining hall shimmered under the oppressive brilliance of a crystal chandelier, the light refracting off heavy silver and translucent bone china. The rich aroma of roasted lamb and vintage Bordeaux filled the space as the family took their places around the massive mahogany table. At the head, Mr. Sterling presided with a chilling, silent authority, while his wife leaned forward, her sharp eyes locked onto Julian. He sat rigid, his thumb tracing the rim of his crystal glass, the weight of her interrogation pressing down on him. 'So, Julian, when do you intend to find yourself a suitable wife?' The room seemed to hold its breath. Julian met her gaze, his jaw tightening. 'Not just yet, Mother.' Her eyes narrowed, searching for the crack in his facade. He looked away, hi…