"You do," Garcia affirmed. "But at what cost? What about Zelda, Oliver's wife? What about the child who may be caught in a constant tug-of-war between families? Have you thought about what that would do to the psyche of a young life?"Logan was silent for a moment, absorbing the piercing truth in Garcia's words. "I've considered it, but how can I ignore what my heart wants? How can I simply turn my back on a life that could be full of love?"Garcia sighed. "It's a dilemma, Logan. I can see that you're torn. But consider this: Once a child is involved, it's no longer just about what your heart wants. It becomes about what's best for that child. A child shouldn't be born into a battlefield."Logan felt her eyes moisten. She hadn't thought about it to this depth. "So, what do you suggest I do, Aunt Garcia? Walk away? Suppress what I feel for Oliver and the life we could potentially build?"Garcia paused, choosing her words carefully. "I'm not suggesting you walk away. But I am suggestin
Both men seemed undeterred, as if her warning had only fueled their audacity."You know, you really are quite stunning," Ambrose remarked, a predatory grin stretching across his face. "It's easy to see what Oliver sees in you."Cedric nodded in agreement, adding, "Oh yes, we can definitely see the appeal. So exotic, so intriguing."Logan's blood boiled at their lascivious comments. "I'm warning you," she repeated, her voice laced with steely resolve.Both men sneered almost in unison. "And what are you going to do about it?" Cedric taunted. "Run to Oliver? Is that the best you can do?"For a moment, Logan felt trapped, but she also knew she had to stand her ground."Don't underestimate what I can do," she said, locking eyes with them both. "But yes, if it comes to that, I will report this to Oliver, and I assure you, he won't take it lightly.""Is that so?" They both laughed. "Do your worst." They saidLogan clenched her teeth, her grip tightening around the blanket as she felt them i
Oliver studied Logan's expression, sensing that there was more to the situation. "Trying to protect them?" he asked gently.Logan shook her head, her eyes filled with understanding. "It's not like that, hun. But they are your..."He cut her off, his tone firm. "It doesn't matter. These two are up to no good, so never trust them."Logan nodded lightly. "I understand," she said, appreciating Oliver's concern.Oliver's smile reassured her. He then inquired, "What are you doing here dressed like this?"Caught off guard, Logan hesitated. She couldn't reveal that she had gone to talk to Garcia. "Uhm... Actually... I wanted to go and ask the cooks if food is ready."Oliver nodded, his protective instincts still on high alert. "Are you hungry?"She nodded and admitted, "Yeah, I was feeling hungry, that's why."Drawing her closer, Oliver planted a tender kiss on her lips. "Alright, no problem. I'm going to my mom to talk to her. You should go inside and dress up. I'll make sure they serve you
Oliver nodded, "Take care of your health. I've spoken to the chef, so you won't eat anything that might affect you. And avoid eating at night, too."Garcia chuckled affectionately. "You've said it many times, don't worry."Oliver turned to Logan, his eyes softening. She looked on, teary-eyed, as he bid her farewell. She longed to go with him to the airport, but Oliver insisted on his own.Stepping outside, Oliver settled into the waiting car, prepared for his departure. The journey to the airport passed in quiet reflection, and after 45 minutes, the car arrived at its destination. Oliver disembarked, the car pulling away.He immediately dialed Vespera's contact, inquiring about their whereabouts.Vespera informed him that she was already on her way.Shortly after, a blue car pulled up, and Vespera emerged, exuding a quiet elegance. Beside her stood Maria, equally poised and lovely."Good evening, Master," Vespera greeted with a respectful bow.Oliver acknowledged her with a nod but dir
Maria wanting to speak to Oliver cleared her throat and looked at him. "You are not going with your girlfriend? Won't she be lonely?" she asked.Oliver looked at her coldly but didn't answer.Maria decided to give it another try, so she cleared her throat again and said, "Since your girlfriend is here, who's that gift for?"Oliver locked eyes with her, "Shut up and mind your business," he said.Oliver locked eyes with her, "Shut up and mind your business," he said.Maria forced a smile and nodded before keeping quiet.Oliver rested his head on the seat he was in. A few minutes later, the jet took off.Two hours later, the jet successfully landed at the airport. When Oliver got down, Maria followed.Getting out, Oliver realized Alice was already there with a car, and she came alone.She walked to Oliver and took his luggage. "Welcome back, master," she said with a bow.Oliver smiled and looked around, then took in a deep breath. "Feels good to be back," he said.Alice nodded and glance
Observing Zelda, Abigail couldn't help but notice that despite her gaze being fixed on the laptop screen, her thoughts seemed to be far away. Sensing her daughter's preoccupation, Abigail decided to draw her attention.She snapped her fingers, prompting Zelda to return from her reverie. Zelda looked at her mother, concern in her eyes. "What's wrong, Mom?" she asked.With a sigh, Zelda confessed, "To be honest, Mom, I really miss my husband. Tomorrow is the opening of my company, and he's not here to witness it." The weight of Oliver's absence was palpable in her voice.Abigail understood her daughter's longing and offered a reassuring smile. "I know, dear. It's natural to feel that way. But remember, he's proud of you, and he'll be there with you in spirit." She reached out and gently squeezed Zelda's hand, offering her support.Zelda sighed. "But mom, it's all his money and connections. I'm able to build my company and he won't be here to watch his wife's opening ceremony." She said
Oliver's smile widened as he opened his arms. "I'm back home, hun," he said warmly.Zelda's heart swelled with joy as she rushed into his embrace. She held him tightly, feeling a rush of emotions. "I miss you so much, hubby. I was just speaking of you, you didn't even tell me you were coming," she said, her voice filled with a mixture of surprise and happiness.Oliver chuckled softly, his arms still wrapped around her. "Actually, I wanted to surprise you," he admitted. He gently pulled back, his hand tilting her chin up as he leaned in to kiss her, a deep longing evident in the touch of his lips. "I've missed you," he confessed.Zelda reciprocated the kiss with passion, her heart racing. She then trailed kisses down his chin and neck, her voice filled with affection. "Trust me, Oliver, I've been thinking about you all day and night. I miss you so much," she murmured.Abigail, standing a bit behind them, cleared her throat playfully. "The whole night is for the both of you. For now,
Zelda was stunned." Mom, you know the name?" She askedAbigail nodded. "Of course, who doesn't know the Christian Louboutin stiletto heels? It's a very famous pair of heels which I heard cost $2000." She said"$2000?" Zelda was stunned. "That's too expensive." She said"Of course even the customised ones are very expensive." She replied. Abigail turned to Oliver and asked son in law is this for your wife? Oliver shook his head and said mom these are customised heels for you. Me? Abigail was stunned, she snatched the heels from Zelda and to her surprise her name was customised.Abigail couldn't contain her astonishment as she held the customized heels in her hands, the name "Abigail" elegantly etched on them. Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Me?" she stammered, completely taken aback.Oliver's affirmative response left her speechless. She felt a rush of gratitude and joy surge through her. "Oh my God! My son-in-law bought me this? Bless him, bless him with more prosperity!" Abigail