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
Meanwhile, Oliver and Logan arrived at the expansive restaurant, where they were greeted by a friendly waitress who led them to their table. The surroundings impressed Logan, who looked around in amazement and commented, "Wow, this place is huge!"The waitress handed them the menus and said, "Please take your time to decide. If you have any questions or need recommendations, feel free to ask."Oliver turned to Logan and said, "Why don't you go ahead and choose? Order whatever you feel like eating."Logan nodded and began perusing the menu, her eyes scanning through the various options. As she explored the choices, the waitress approached them again and mentioned a couple's meal promotion that was available for the day.Curious about the promotion, Logan turned to the page dedicated to the couple's meal and selected a particular item. With a smile, she told the waitress, "We'll have the couple's meal, please."The waitress's face fell slightly as she hesitated for a moment. "I'm sorry,
Logan, feeling the need to freshen up, leaned over to Oliver and said, "Oliver, I'll go and use the washroom. I'll be right back."Oliver replied with a nod, reassuring her, "Sure, take your time. I'll be here."As Logan made her way towards the restroom, the group of men who had been observing their every move exchanged smug glances. One of them whispered,"Look, his girlfriend seems to be heading to the washroom. If we follow her there, we might get our hands on something valuable."The others nodded in agreement, their greedy eyes fixed on the opportunity that presented itself. "Once we have what we need, we make a swift escape," one of them added.However, a concern arose among the group. "But won't it be suspicious if all of us go to the washroom at the same time?" questioned one of the men, furrowing his brow.A cunning smile formed on the face of another as he devised a plan. "No worries, you three can go one by one. I'll remain here, keeping a close eye on the situation. If an
Logan felt the pain as blood started gushing out of her mouth and also from her wound. She wanted to scream, but then she felt two weeks. "Ple..ple… a..please don't kill me.""Puff!" The man stabbed again. Hey, I'm stabbing you to death; don't think I'm sparing you because of your $500,000." He said and continued stabbing her.Logan felt her life drain faster. As she felt her life draining, an overwhelming sense of despair consumed her. Waves of excruciating pain coursed through her body, and her breaths became shallow and labored. Tears streamed down her face, mingling with the sweat of agony, as she fought to hold on to her fleeting existence.In those precious, dwindling moments, her mind fixed on one person—Oliver. Images of their shared laughter, their dreams, and the moments they had spent together flashed before her fading consciousness. She longed to be in his arms, to feel his warmth, and hear his soothing voice one last time. With every ounce of strength she could muster,