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
Amara leaned closer to Oliver, her voice barely audible as she whispered a cautionary message. "Be careful, Oliver. Your uncle, cousins, and the rest may seem good, but they're not."Oliver listened attentively, a knowing smile gracing his lips as he appreciated Amara's concern. "Thank you for the tip," he replied softly. Amara nodded in acknowledgment before she turned and gracefully walked away.Once inside the room, Oliver retrieved his phone and dialed Alice's number without hesitation. As the call connected, he could sense the anticipation in Alice's voice. "Master, are you at the Storm House already?" she inquired. Oliver confirmed his presence with a simple nod and proceeded to address his concerns. "Why did you tell my mom about Vespera's attack?" He questioned, his tone laced with curiosity and a hint of apprehension.On the other end of the line, Alice took a brief pause before responding, her voice calm and collected. "I apologize, Master Oliver," she began, "but I though
As Garcia poured her heart out to Oliver, expressing her love and determination, she was taken aback when he suddenly sat up and interrupted her with a gentle smile. "I love you too, Mom," Oliver interjected, his voice filled with warmth and affection. "But it's time for you to rest. Come, lie down."Garcia's eyes widened in surprise, still processing the fact that Oliver had been awake and listening to her heartfelt words. She chuckled softly and replied, "I thought you were fast asleep. You certainly know how to surprise me, my dear."Oliver, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, responded, "Not that fast asleep, Mom. I couldn't resist hearing your loving words."Garcia let out a small sigh, relieved to know that Oliver had heard her heartfelt confession. She realized that their bond was stronger than ever, forged through the years of separation and longing."Mmm, I see," Garcia replied, a touch of amusement in her voice. "Well, in that case, I have another request for you. When do