CHAPTER SEVENTY. STORM CLOUDS OVER THE HORIZON.

Mrs. Martha looked at the money in her hands, her eyes widening with surprise. "Oliver, this is… so generous of you. Thank you! The children will benefit so much from this. You have no idea how much this means to us."

Oliver felt a deep sense of fulfillment seeing her reaction. "I’m just glad to be able to help, even in a small way," he said warmly. "It was really good to catch up with you, and I’m happy to see that the orphanage is doing well."

With that, he bid her farewell and made his way to his car. As he drove home, his mind wandered back to the events of the day, a sense of peace settled over him, knowing that he had reconnected with a piece of his past.

The next morning, despite the lingering exhaustion from the previous day's stress , Oliver woke up with a renewed sense of determination. He was set on having a productive day at the office.

After getting ready, he made his way to the company headquarters, his mind focused and ready to tackle whatever the day would bring.

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