"I'm really curious to know more about your family, Oliver," Logan expressed, her eyes filled with intrigue.Oliver couldn't help but chuckle at her curiosity and reply, "Well, they might be inside. Let's go and find out."Turning to the man who had accompanied them, Oliver inquired about the whereabouts of his mother. The man informed him that she had mentioned waiting inside. Satisfied with the response, Oliver nodded and gestured for Logan to join him as they made their way towards the entrance.As they approached the imposing door, Oliver instinctively reached for his luggage, but the man quickly intervened, informing him that the maids would take care of it. Acknowledging the instruction, Oliver nodded, leaving their belongings behind, and walked towards the door with Logan by his side.Guarding the entrance was a security guard, poised and watchful. Oliver and Logan exchanged glances, anticipation building within them. The security guard, recognizing their presence, swiftly inpu
Logan, trying to regain her composure, cleared her throat and addressed Garcia, "Aunt, I have a doubt... Are you some kind of minister here? Your house is the biggest I've seen."Garcia chuckled, shaking her head. "Minister?" she said, amusement evident in her tone. "No, my dear. I'm not a minister. Just a woman with a few responsibilities."As the conversation unfolded, one of the men who had been part of the meeting stepped forward. He respectfully addressed Garcia,"President Garcia, we'll be taking our leave now. We have to attend to other tasks in the company." Garcia nodded appreciatively and replied, "Take care, gentlemen." With that, they turned and walked out, leaving the room."Nice name." Logan whispered. "She's Garcia, and Oliver is Storm, so she's..."GASP!"Logan's eyes widened immediately; she couldn't believe what she was thinking. "Gar…Garci…Garcia Storm?" She muttered and raised her head to look at Garcia, her face full of horror and shock."She's the woman among men
As the family members reached the grand hall, their eyes naturally gravitated towards Oliver and Logan, who were seated in the room. The atmosphere carried a hint of confusion as the unexpected presence of the two newcomers sparked curiosity among the family members. Nevertheless, they all gracefully took their seats, their gazes fixed on Oliver and Logan, awaiting an introduction.One of the men, his demeanor exuding a sense of authority, directed his cold gaze towards Oliver and Logan. His voice carried an undertone of sternness as he posed the question that lingered in the room. "Who are you two?" he inquired, his words sharp and direct.Oliver, sensing the coldness in the man's tone, got up about to reply to him, but Garcia stepped forward and held Oliver's hands. This shocked the rest of the family members; it was shocking to see Garcia hold someone's hands. Alice was the only person who mostly got that privilege."Allow me to introduce my brothers," Garcia began, her voice fille
Adjacent to the bed was a sitting area, complete with comfortable armchairs and a coffee table adorned with glossy magazines. A state-of-the-art entertainment system adorned one wall, featuring a large flat-screen television and surround-sound speakers, a testament to the room's modern amenities.Large windows lined one side of the room, offering panoramic views of the surrounding landscape. Heavy curtains, made from luxurious fabrics, could be drawn to provide privacy or to create a cocoon of darkness for peaceful slumber.The room was completed with a spacious en-suite bathroom fitted with sleek marble countertops, a deep soaking tub, and a walk-in shower adorned with rain showerheads. Every detail in the room was meticulously chosen, exuding an air of lavishness and refinement.Oliver stood in awe, his eyes taking in every detail of the room. It was a sanctuary of comfort and indulgence, a space that spoke of his mother's immense wealth and impeccable taste. He couldn't help but fe
Tears streamed down Garcia's face as she revealed the painful truth. "I sent you and the butler away, believing that the accident was not a mere coincidence. I thought it was planned, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing you too."Oliver's eyes widened with a mix of shock and confusion. "You...you sent me away? But why?"Garcia's voice quivered as she choked back a sob. "I believed it was the only way to protect you, to keep you safe from any potential harm. I couldn't bear the thought of losing my precious child."Oliver's heart ached as he tried to process the depth of his mother's sacrifice. The world he had known suddenly seemed like an illusion, shattered by the reality of the secrets that had been kept from him.Garcia's voice trembled with remorse as she continued, her words laden with the weight of her past decisions. "I told the family that you and the butler had perished in the accident, to ensure your safety and to keep our secret hidden."Oliver's voice quivered as he
Logan wandered through the expansive halls of the grand estate, marveling at its sheer magnificence. She couldn't help but be captivated by the intricate architectural details, the towering ceilings, and the glimpses of opulence that adorned every corner. Logan's steps echoed softly, her curiosity guiding her through.As Logan continued to explore the surroundings, taking in the opulence of the magnificent estate, a maid approached her with a friendly smile."Hello, miss," the maid greeted. "Master Storm has requested your presence in the dining hall."Logan's curiosity piqued, and she nodded in acknowledgment. "Thank you. Can you please guide me to the dining hall?" She asked, her voice filled with a hint of excitement.The maid nodded graciously. "Of course, please follow me," she replied, turning to lead the way. Logan fell in step behind the maid, her gaze darting from one exquisite detail to another as they traversed through the sprawling corridors.Meanwhile, Oliver and Garcia en
A subtle smile curled on Lauren's lips as she shook her head. "Officer Aurora, I understand that you were not the one responsible for the killings," she reassured, her tone calm and reassuring. "The purpose of my visit is to delve deeper into the circumstances surrounding those crimes and ensure that justice is served."Aurora's anger flared, and she clenched her fists, her voice laced with frustration. "What nonsense is this? How does any of this concern you?" She demanded, her eyes searching Lauren's face for answers.Sensing Aurora's agitation, Lauren maintained her composure and raised her hands in a calming gesture. "Please, Officer Aurora, I ask you to remain calm," she implored. "Recently, there have been two deaths in Ottawa that seem to be connected to the ongoing investigation into the murder of young girls in Boston Hills. I believe there may be links between the cases, and your involvement could provide valuable insights."Aurora's frown deepened as she processed the infor
Marcus's fists clenched tightly, and his face contorted with a mix of anger and pain. "Of course I want to," he responded vehemently, his voice laced with raw emotion. "But how can we confront Oliver? He's unbelievably strong, almost invincible."A mischievous glint sparked in Robert's eyes as he leaned back in his chair, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "That, my dear Marcus, should not be a problem," he assured, his voice tinged with confidence. "I have a plan—a good one."Marcus's eyes widened, a mixture of curiosity and hope flickering within them. "What plan?" he asked eagerly, leaning closer to catch every word.Robert's voice lowered to a whisper; his words were intended for Marcus's ears alone. As he revealed his plan, the details remained hidden, a secret shared between them. Marcus's eyebrows shot up in surprise and disbelief. "Are you sure this will work?" he asked in hushed tones, his voice filled with a mix of excitement and skepticism.A sly grin spread