CHAPTER FOUR. FROM RAGS TO REVELATION
Several hours after, Oliver lay on his bed, hungry and devastated. With no money for food, the evening's events replayed in his mind. Just as despair set in, his phone rang. An unknown number appeared, and he answered quickly."Hello?" Oliver said, hopeful yet uncertain."Am I speaking to Mr. Oliver?" the voice asked."Yes, this is Oliver," he said, eager to know who was calling him at this hour. He'd just had a long and bad day."Mr. Oliver, I need you to pick up a package from the school mall and have it delivered to the Grand Royal Hotel. The address is 123 Main Street," the caller instructed."Sure, I will do that," Oliver replied, desperation edging his voice."Great. Get it done quickly, and you'll be paid well," the caller added before hanging up.Desperate for any opportunity to earn some money, Oliver jumped to his feet. This was his last chance to make enough for a meal that day as he hadn't eaten anything that day.He went straight to the school mall, picked up the item and
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