Oliver watched Thompson intently, his face calm and composed. He shook his head slowly, a slight smirk playing on his lips."Do you honestly believe I would waste my time and come here just to make jokes?" Oliver replied, his tone unwavering.Thompson's frown deepened, and he leaned forward, his anger evident. "Leave my office," he spat, his voice laced with indignation. "How dare you? Do you think buying this place is as cheap as your clothes?"Oliver remained unfazed by Thompson's outburst. He held his ground and looked directly into Thompson's eyes."I won't leave until you give me a clear answer, a yes or a no," he said firmly, determination in his voice.Thompson's frustration boiled over, his voice laced with irritation. "You have the audacity to defy me? Leave now! How dare you think that buying this prestigious hospital is as simple as purchasing clothes from a store?"In an effort to cut through the argument and move forward, Oliver devised a clever plan to reveal his true id

Oliver's gaze fixed upon Logan, taking in her beautiful attire. She was dressed elegantly, wearing a chic black dress that accentuated her graceful figure. Her outfit was complemented by a matching scarf draped over her shoulders, adding a touch of sophistication. It was evident that she had put thought into her appearance, even for a plane journey.He had not seen Logan for a while, and he felt she had become more beautiful."Logan, how are you?" Oliver spoke softly, reaching out to touch her, but his hand was abruptly slapped away. The sting of rejection lingered in the air as Logan's voice grew cold and sharp."Don't touch me," she snapped, her eyes burning with anger. Oliver was taken aback, the shock evident on his face. He attempted to speak, to explain, but before he could utter a word, Logan interrupted him, her voice laced with disdain."I don't want to speak to you," she declared, her intent to leave clear. She made a move to walk away, but Oliver acted swiftly, grabbing her

Meanwhile, at Boston Hills, the video continued to gain traction, capturing the attention of people far and wide. They marveled at the young man who possessed the ability to summon thunder, speculating about his true identity. In the elegant halls of Ellison Manor, Zelda and her mother, Abigail Ellison, were also watching the video, their faces filled with astonishment.Abigail turned to Zelda, her voice tinged with skepticism. "Daughter, don't you think this could be some clever editing? You know, the kind they use in movies."Zelda pondered her mother's question for a moment before responding, "VFX, you mean? It crossed my mind, but look at this, Mom," she said, shaking her head."Thunder causing the deaths of over a hundred people. This doesn't seem like mere editing—it looks real."Curiosity ignited within Abigail as she contemplated the immense power displayed in the video. "But how can a person possess such incredible strength and summon thunder?" she wondered aloud.Zelda's eye

"You did the wrong thing, my friend," he taunted, his tone laced with a touch of amusement. "Making me catch hold of your hand with my left hand."CRISP!"As if on cue, Oliver tightened his grip, applying pressure to the man's fist. The sickening sound of cracking bones echoed through the space. AHH!" Accompanied by a guttural scream that pierced the air. The man writhed in agony, his face contorted with pain as every bone in his hand shattered under the force exerted by Oliver.The shocking sight left the onlookers frozen in disbelief, their faces paling at the brutality of the scene unfolding before them. Whispers of disbelief and awe swept through the crowd, blending with the agonized cries of the injured man."Did you see that? He crushed his hand!""Who is this guy? He's like a force of nature.""Unbelievable... I've never seen anything like it.""He's not someone to mess with, that's for sure."Logan, standing at a safe distance, watched the scene unfold with a mix of shock and

One of the men dressed in a black suit stepped forward, his demeanor exuding a blend of professionalism and respect. With a slight bow, he gestured towards the open car door, inviting Oliver to take a seat. Logan's eyes darted between the mysterious men and Oliver, and her voice filled with concern and confusion as she sought answers."Oliver, what's going on? Who are they?" Logan's grip tightened on Oliver's arm, her voice trembling with panic. Oliver, feeling a sense of responsibility, wrapped his arm around her shoulders and reassured her."Don't be afraid, Logan. These people are here for me," he whispered, his voice laced with a calm confidence.Logan's eyes widened with disbelief as she searched for an explanation. She questioned Oliver about their presence, wondering what he could have possibly done to warrant such attention.Oliver motioned for Logan to join him in the awaiting Lamborghini, urging her to take a seat. As they settled inside the luxurious vehicle, Oliver promise