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Magnus's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shook his head, denying any involvement. "What do you mean, Oliver?"In a chilling tone, Oliver repeated his question, his eyes fixed on Magnus. "I said, do you have a hand in it?"With a nervous tremor, Magnus replied, "No."Oliver smiled before saying, "then please sit."Magnus sat down, trying to suppress his anger. With a smile still lingering on his face, Oliver turned his attention back to the young man, his voice laced with a hint of impatience. "What is your name?" he inquired."Ra... Raym..."SLAP! Oliver swiftly raised his hand, delivering another resounding slap across the young man's face."Why are you stammering when I'm simply asking for your name?" Oliver's voice carried a touch of reproach.Gulping audibly, the young man swallowed hard, visibly intimidated by Oliver's presence."I'm Raymond Wallace," he finally managed to reply, his voice quivering slightly.Oliver's lips curled into a smile as he repeated the young man's
Magnus's eyes swiftly scrolled down to look at the phone screen. Seeing his name there, he gulped.Oliver smiled and approached Magnus, showing him the phone screen. "You said you didn't do anything, right? So, tell me, whose name is this, Uncle?" Oliver asked in a cold voice.Magnus, caught off guard, stammered and struggled to find his words. He was visibly shaken by the evidence presented before him.Lucius, rising from his seat, tried to defend Magnus. "Oliver, are you doubting your own uncle over an outsider?" he questioned.Oliver chuckled, a bitter tone underlying his laughter. He looked around at the others in the room and said, "My own uncle? Have any of you ever seen me as your nephew?" He pointed directly at Magnus, challenging him to respond.Magnus remained silent, unable to offer a convincing denial. His eyes remained fixed on the incriminating screen before him.Oliver redirected his attention to Raymond and extended an offer. "Tell me the truth, everything, and I might
"What?" They were all shocked as they wondered what was going to happen because they didn't know why Oliver wanted to meet those people. "I'll do that for you right now." Mr. Zen replied and then quickly walked out.Logan looked at Oliver curiously, her brows furrowed with intrigue. She leaned closer and whispered,"What are you up to, Oliver? Why did you ask Mr. Zen to bring those people?"Oliver's smile widened, his eyes gleaming mischievously. He gazed intently at Logan's lips and replied, "They're beautiful, Logan, and I can't help but wonder how they taste."Logan blushed, taken aback by Oliver's boldness. She whispered back, "Are you always so naughty, even in front of the board members? Don't embarrass yourself, Oliver."Oliver chuckled softly, his voice low. "You know me, Logan. I'm always up to something big. Just watch and see."Curious, Logan inquired, "Did you study accounting in school?"Oliver shook his head, a playful smirk on his face. "No, I studied business manageme
Mr. Wallace remained silent, refusing to provide a direct answer to Oliver's question. Sensing the tension in the room, Oliver turned his attention to Zen, seeking clarity on the shareholding among the board members."Mr. Zen, do you also hold a share?" Oliver inquired, his voice composed yet probing.Zen nodded, acknowledging the inquiry. He proceeded to explain that some time ago, the board members had approached President Garcia with a request to grant them each a 1 percent share in the company. President Garcia had agreed, and the necessary arrangements were made.Taking in Zen's response, Oliver's expression shifted into one of understanding. "So, the shares each of you possess amount to 1 percent," he confirmed, seeking confirmation.Zen maintained his composure and affirmed, "Yes, that's correct."Oliver's gaze shifted back to Mr. Wallace, a hint of amusement playing on his lips. "Ah, I see," he chuckled softly. "Even with that 1 percent, you now boast and take pride in it?"Mr.
Alice's voice held a hint of concern as she continued, "Master, I have gathered substantial evidence linking your two cousins, Cendric and Ambrose, to the misappropriation of funds.""It seems they have been collaborating with your uncles in this illicit activity. Additionally, I have uncovered evidence of a board member, Mr. Wallace's involvement as well. I have obtained all the necessary documentation, including recent transfers, which I acquired here just two days ago."Meanwhile, Lucius, overcome with fear, glanced at his brother Magnus, seeking reassurance. He whispered, "Brother, are you sure he won't find out?"Magnus, attempting to maintain his composure, responded in a hushed tone, "Lower your voice and remain calm. Becoming too agitated will only raise suspicions. We must handle this situation carefully."Oliver, resolute in his determination to uncover the truth, instructed Alice, "Forward all the evidence to me immediately." With that he ended the call. "Is everyone who's
"I'm also a bit tensed. He has found out about our sons, what if he knows about this too?" Magnus also asked. "I don't know who the hell Garcia brought here to torment us." "Didn't you hear him mention Alice's name? Alice is nowhere to be found and this guy is already talking to her on phone.""Yes but we couldn't hear what they talked about so let's hope it's a positive thing for us."Oliver's voice grew colder as he continued, "I possess undeniable evidence that unaccounted money from the company has been funneled into your personal accounts. Every transaction, every illicit transfer has been meticulously documented."WOW!"A chill ran through the room as the weight of the accusation settled upon Magnus, Lucius, and Wallace. Beads of sweat formed on their foreheads as they struggled to maintain their composure, attempting to conjure up excuses that could shield them from the impending storm.Magnus, his voice faltering, managed to stammer, "This is outrageous! Baseless accusations
Oliver's piercing gaze settled on Wallace, his eyes burning with a mix of fury and disdain. The revelation of Wallace's involvement in the embezzlement had ignited a blazing anger within Oliver's core. He leaned forward, his voice dripping with contempt, "For you, Mr. Wallace," Oliver spat out the words, "you had the audacity to steal from this company, and still talk about how your $20million share is now $1billion?. You will pay dearly for your actions." Oliver's laughter rang through the room, laced with a touch of bitter irony.Wallace's face reddened, his eyes widening in a feeble attempt to deny the allegations again. His voice trembled with a mix of anger and fear as he protested, "I didn't steal anything! These accusations are baseless!"Oliver's anger surged to the surface, and without a moment's hesitation, he leapt from his chair, his hand lashing out in a series of resounding slaps against Wallace's face. The force of the blows left Wallace stunned, his cheeks stinging wi
As Oliver and Logan stepped out of the office room, the tension began to dissipate, replaced by a sense of relief. Logan's laughter echoed in the corridor, catching Oliver's attention. He turned to her, curiosity etching his face."Why are you laughing?" Oliver inquired, his brow furrowing in confusion.Logan struggled to compose herself, her laughter subsiding enough for her to speak. "I never knew you could be this serious," she managed to say between giggles.Oliver sighed, a mixture of exasperation and amusement. "Well, stealing money from your sister's company is no laughing matter," he retorted.Logan nodded, her laughter fading as she acknowledged his point. "I understand, Oliver. But I must say, I'm proud of how you handled the meeting. Auntie would be happy too."A faint smile played on Oliver's lips. The affirmation from Logan brought a glimmer of comfort amidst the chaos."Thank you, Logan," Oliver replied, gratitude evident in his voice.However, Logan's words took an unex