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OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER SEVENTEEN. THE POWER PLAY.
The manager’s words sent a shockwave through the room, and everyone’s attention shifted to Oliver and his friends.The man whose wallet was missing was still fuming, he pointed at Oliver. “He must have stolen that card just like he stole my wallet! This is ridiculous, thieves like him always think they can get away with everything!”Oliver stayed calm and cool, responding, “I didn’t steal anything. Check your facts before you make baseless accusations.”The man was relentless, his voice growing louder. “I’m not letting this go. You’re going to face the consequences, and I’ll make sure you get the full force of the law."Just then, the police officers the wallet owner had called arrived. The man’s face lit up with satisfaction as he saw them. He greeted the officers with a proud smile, clearly relishing the chance to see Oliver in trouble.The man, clearly relishing the moment, pointed at Oliver and his friends with a dramatic flair. “These are the thieves! They ate without paying and t
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER EIGHTEEN. FROM ACCUSATIONS TO AUTHORITY.
As soon as the police officers left, an immense wave of relief washed over the room. It was as if time had stood still, and despite the efficiently working AC, everyone was drenched in sweat. The suffocating tension that had gripped the air finally began to dissipate, leaving everyone catching their breath.The manager, usually composed, wiped his forehead with a trembling hand. The waiter leaned against the wall, his legs barely holding him up, while the security guard exhaled shakily, realizing how close he had come to disasterBen and Jacob, still reeling from the whirlwind of events, stood in stunned silence. Ben's hands were trembling slightly, his eyes wide with disbelief. "I can't believe what just happened," Ben whispered, shaking his head. "Did you see that? A helicopter, the head of police... all for Oliver."Jacob, equally shaken, let out a shaky laugh. "Man, I never knew Oliver had such connections, this is next level. We were about to be taken away, and now look at them,
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER NINETEEN. THE FALL OF ARROGANCE
The room was filled with a mix of stunned silence and nervous shuffling. The staff exchanged bewildered glances, still grappling with the day's events.Mr. Damon turned to Oliver with a smile. "Mr. Oliver, before I go, I'd like to invite you to my birthday celebration this weekend. It's a good chance to celebrate our successful deal."He reached into his briefcase and handed Oliver an elegant invitation card.With that, Mr. Damon concluded, “I think my business here is done.” He gave a satisfied nod and a final smile before leaving the room.As Mr. Damon left, the room became thick with tension. The staffs stood in uneasy silence, their eyes shifting nervously toward Oliver.The waiter’s face was a mask of disbelief, her eyes wide and mouth slightly open. The security guard's face turned pale, and his hands fidgeted nervously. They never imagined such a sudden and dramatic power shift.The waiter, who had been so confident moments ago, was now a picture of panic. Pale and trembling,
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER TWENTY. THE BREWING STORM
As Oliver exited the hotel, his friends immediately swarmed him, their faces filled with excitement and bewilderment. "What happened back there?" one of them asked. "How did you pull off getting the head of the police involved?"Oliver, visibly drained from the day’s chaos, barely managed to smile. “Look, I need to get you all back to the dorm. I have to handle something and it’s been a long day,” he said, gesturing for them to follow. He quickly ordered an Uber for his friends, giving them a hurried but genuine apology.The questions kept coming, and the more they looked at him, the more they couldn’t believe how Oliver was handling everything so easily.They couldn't match the struggling student they remembered with this confident person now. “How did you manage all this? Is this really the same Oliver we know?” they whispered, clearly shocked.Oliver’s tiredness got the better of his patience. “I’m too tired to explain everything now, but I'll do that later” he said, stepping into
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE. A TEST OF PATIENCE.
Oliver woke up feeling refreshed. It was the weekend, and the break was much-needed after the previous day’s chaos. He stretched his arms, letting the sunlight gently wake him up, and then headed downstairs.In the study room, his mother was busy with some paperwork. She looked up when he entered, a warm smile spreading across her face. “Good morning, Oliver. How are you feeling today?”“I’m good, Mom,” Oliver replied, smiling back at her.“Glad to hear that,” she said, her eyes showing genuine concern. “You needed some rest after all the craziness yesterday.”“Son, after what happened yesterday,” his mother said, “I think it would be a good idea for you to tour our companies and start taking over as CEO. Later today, Simon can show you around, and by Monday, you could meet the team and get started. When you’re fully ready, I’ll step down as president of the Howard conglomerate.”Oliver grinned. “Thanks, Mom. I really appreciate your confidence in me.”“But I won’t be free today,” he
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO. SHOWDOWN AT THE DELEARSHIP.
Oliver, now visibly angry, said, "Excuse me, don't you think its rude of you to leave a customer hanging?"The salesman turned back to Oliver with a smug expression fading slightly, clearly angry. "You're wasting my time, this isn't a charity, you know. Why don't you come back when you can actually afford something here?""You look like you walked in from a thrift store. Guys like you just come here to dream. It's pathetic. This place is for real buyers, not wannabes like you."Oliver now fuming said, "You don't have the right to insult me. You can make your points known without insults. I'm a customer like the others, you should treat me with some respect."The salesman sneered and began another round of insults, this time joined by his fellow salesmen."You? A customer?" the salesman laughed. "You must be joking. What, did you sell your bicycle to come here?"Another salesman chimed in, "Yeah, this place is for real buyers, not someone who looks like they got lost on their way to t
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE. THE ULTIMATE CAR FACE-OFF.
Oliver clenched his teeth in irritation and scoffed at her audacity to challenge him on something that was rightfully his! He knew he owed her no explanation, yet she demanded proof like a prosecutor grilling a suspect.“I have nothing to prove to you,” he said, managing to keep his voice steady despite the anger bubbling inside him. “Whether you believe it or not doesn’t change the fact that I own this car.”On hearing this, she burst into a hysterical, mocking laugh. "Yeah, right," she sneered. "That's exactly what a broke poser would say. Keep dreaming, poor boy." Oliver’s jaw tightened. This girl was relentless in her disrespect and attempts to humiliate him. He decided it was best to walk away with his dignity intact, rather than stoop to her level.But she continued, speaking into her phone, "Look guys, I told you he's a poser, and now he's doing what posers do."One of her live followers chimed in,"He's probably borrowing the car for his Instagram pics. What a joke!"“Do whate
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR. PRESTIGE PROVEN.
The saleswoman approached them, her eyes blazing with anger but maintaining a firm, polite tone. "Don't you think it's high time you stopped bothering him? I've been watching you, and despite his silence, you've continued to be a thorn in his flesh."The girl halted her livestream, giving the saleswoman a scathing look from head to toe, but the saleswoman responded with a calm, confident smile.The saleswoman pressed on, her voice steady. "I can see there's a bit of a mix-up here. I overheard some misinformation, and I’d like to clear a few things up about the car." She said sweeping her hands on the elegant body of the car.“If you were truly knowledgeable about luxury vehicles or came from a background of class, you’d understand that this isn’t just any car. “This is an Audi RS Q8, a limited edition model. Only 250 units were made worldwide, making it an incredibly rare and prestigious vehicle,” the saleswoman explained, her tone unwavering.The girl paused, momentarily considering
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