OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE

CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE . OLD SCORES AND NEW FACES.

One week had passed since he visited the orphanage, and tonight was the fundraiser he had eagerly anticipated and looked forward to.

Oliver stood in front of the mirror, his fingers brushing over the simple yet elegant outfit he had chosen for the evening. He opted for a crisp white button-down shirt, paired with a tailored navy blazer and dark grey trousers.

His shoes were polished but understated, matching the effortless sophistication he preferred. He wasn’t trying to make a bold statement—tonight wasn’t about him—but he wanted to feel comfortable and confident for the event.

As he stepped into his car and began driving through the calm, quiet evening, the soft hum of the music on the radio mingled with his thoughts.

The memories came flooding back—the times he spent at the orphanage, kicking a ball around with the other kids, racing across the fields, laughing as they chased one another in the warm sun.

He could almost hear their laughter now, as clear as day, and the corners of h