Need more comments on the main page dear supporters. Thank you. Mark Crompton I got your opinion about Zelda lol, what do you think of Logan then?
After Zelda sat down, Oliver turned to Kent."Are you going to kick my wife and me out?" He asked"Kent, are you suggesting that you want to kick my wife and me out of this gathering?" Oliver asked, his tone unwavering.Kent paused for a moment, his brows furrowed as he weighed his options. After a brief deliberation, he responded with a calculated tone."Considering my past relationship with Zelda..."Kent didn't complete his words when Zelda chimed in. "Point of correction, Kent, we were friends with no relationship, so please choose your words well." She saidKent waved off Zelda's comment dismissively, seemingly uninterested in the details."Whatever you want to call it," Kent retorted, his voice tinged with a hint of superiority. "I'll spare you the expulsion, but there's one condition. Kneel before me and apologize.""Kneel?" Even Zelda's eyes widened in shock. She stared at Oliver, waiting to see what he was going to do. Not only her, but Sarah, Jessica, and the rest of the gro
Immediately after the manager left, all eyes shifted to Oliver. The question in everyone's mouth at that moment was, "How?"Kent looked at Oliver, a bit angry and confused. "How did the manager here get to know you?" He askedOliver sneered at his question and said,"I'm sorry you might not be qualified to know; maybe I'll consider telling you if you can also kneel and beg me." He said"Kneel?" Kent's ugly expression deepened. "How dare you ask me to kneel? Do you think it's a great thing because you're not paying? Have you forgotten I booked this room?" He yelledOliver chuckled, amusement dancing in his eyes, as he directed his words towards Kent."If I can persuade the manager himself to cover my expenses, what does that say about my ability to book a room here, even if it were for free?" His laughter rang through the room, highlighting the irony of the situation. Kent's face contorted into a frown as he reluctantly acknowledged the truth in Oliver's words."Thank you all for hosti
The next day at Zelda's place, Oliver was still in bed when his phone rang. He got up and realized that Zelda wasn't on the bed, so he answered the call."Hello, Alice," he said, recognizing the voice on the other end. "What's up?"Alice returned the greeting warmly. "I just wanted to remind you that your flight is scheduled to take off in the afternoon," she informed him, her voice carrying a hint of concern.Oliver nodded, even though Alice couldn't see it. "Thank you for the reminder," he replied appreciatively. "I have everything under control."Sensing his self-assured tone, Alice asked, "Do you want me to escort you to the airport?"Oliver smiled, appreciating her offer but declining it graciously. "No, thank you. My wife will be with me. Just make sure to send me all the necessary information, and I'll manage on my own."Alice understood and respected his decision. "Alright then," she said, her voice filled with understanding. "If you need anything, just let me know. Take care,
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
In the afternoon, with the sun casting a warm glow on Ellison's manor, Oliver arrived dressed immaculately, ready to pick up Zelda. As he parked his car, he was greeted by his mother-in-law, Abigail Ellison, who couldn't help but compliment his appearance.Abigail, surprised, looked at Oliver and said,"Oh, my Oliver! You're looking exceptionally handsome today. I heard Zelda mention that you're traveling to New York. Is that true?""Yes, indeed. I have some business matters to attend to there." Oliver, as usual, replied with a forced smile.Abigail smiled and said proudly, "Look at my son-in-law, turning into a business mogul and traveling around. I must say, I'm impressed."Just as their conversation unfolded, Zelda gracefully descended the stairs, adorned in a stunning outfit. She approached Oliver with an enchanting smile.She looked excited. "Hubby, you're here! Let's not waste any time. We need to head out before you miss your flight."Oliver nodded. "Absolutely, my love. Time i
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
Oliver and Logan hailed a cab and arrived at a grand hotel in New York City. The moment they stepped inside, they were greeted by the opulence and magnificence of the lobby. Crystal chandeliers adorned the ceiling, casting a warm glow, while marble floors gleamed underfoot. The hotel exuded an air of elegance and sophistication."I would like to book two rooms," Oliver said to the saleslady, his voice filled with anticipation.The saleslady glanced at her computer screen and sighed. "I'm sorry, sir, but we are currently experiencing technical problems with the remaining rooms. We only have one room available at the moment, but we can refer you to our other hotel." She repliedLogan glanced at Oliver, silently seeking his opinion. Oliver sighed and nodded, realizing they had no other choice. "That's fine. We'll take the available room," he replied, masking his disappointment.Just as Oliver was about to bid farewell and head towards the room, his eyes caught sight of a familiar name in
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