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OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX. A CHALLENGE ON THE COURT
After putting the rude girl and the mocking salesman in their place, Oliver drove away from the dealership. Their mean comments about him and supposed pretenses still echoed in his mind. Although their words hurt, he refused to let their negativity spoil his plans. Instead, he focused on the exciting day ahead.Today was special. It was his first live game, though it was a local basketball match, he couldn’t wait to see not only the match but also the training and warm-ups.He had bought a premium ticket that would allow him to witness the training session and the match from a front-row seat.As he drove up to the basketball stadium in his Bugatti Chiron, the powerful stereo blasted music that thumped through the car. He couldn’t help but shake his head with joy.The thrill of the moment was overwhelming, as memories of his childhood and deep-seated love for basketball surged through him. From his time in the orphanage to his high school and university years, basketball had been more
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN. HIGH STAKES AND HIGH DRAMA.
Oliver accepting the challenge only inflated his ego further. The player, now dripping with confidence, began mocking Oliver in dramatic styles.He dribbled in exaggerated circles around Oliver, his movements smooth and taunting. Each time he tossed the ball lightly over Oliver’s head, the crowd erupted in laughter, their jeers fueling the player’s showboating.With a smirk, he fake-passed the ball to Oliver, only to snatch it back at the last second. “Oops, my bad!” he laughed loudly, his voice echoing with mockery. “Didn’t think you could catch it anyway!”He flexed his muscles, struck dramatic poses, and pointed mockingly at Oliver. “Hey everyone, check out the next Michael Jordan over here!” he shouted, his tone dripping with sarcasm. The crowd's laughter and cheers intensified, feeding his already inflated ego and making the atmosphere electric with anticipation.Meanwhile, the player’s friends were encouraging him on. “Yeah, show him who’s boss!” one of them yelled.“He’s a joke!
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT. DEFYING THE ODDS
The atmosphere grew tense, the crowd’s anticipation obvious. Some spectators booed Oliver, while others watched with intense curiosity.Comments were flying from the stands and from the fans.“You’re gonna choke!” someone shouted from the stands.“Go back to where you belong, loser!” another voice jeered.“Don’t waste our time, just admit defeat!” a fan yelled.The boos intensified, pouring down on Oliver as he prepared to make his move. The tension in the air was almost tangible, every eye in the stadium locked on him, waiting to see if he could prove a point. Despite the boos and jeers, Oliver remained calm. He took a deep breath, blocking out the noise and focusing on the task at hand. For him, this was just another challenge to overcome, another opportunity to prove himself.He took a deep breath, his hands gripping the ball firmly. He dribbled with precise control, bouncing it rhythmically to find his rhythm. He moved in for his shot, focusing intently. The crowd fell silent as h
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE. THE CLASH FOR SUPREMACY.
“Fine! I challenge you to a one-on-one duel. Let’s settle this once and for all!” the player roared, his voice echoing with defiance.Oliver raised an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "A one-on-one duel? You really want to do this?" He paused, looked the player up and down, then chuckled softly. "Alright, if you insist. Oliver then extended his hand mockingly. " Don't worry, I’ll try to go easy on you this time."Oliver's mocking response only fueled the player's anger further. His face reddened with rage, and he clenched his fists, visibly seething. The player, still seething from his earlier defeat, glared at Oliver with a mix of anger and disdain.“You think you’re hot stuff now?” he sneered. “Let’s see if you’ve got any real skills, or if you’re just a lucky fool.”But Oliver remained silent, his demeanor calm and unruffled. He squared up, his stance looking relaxed and almost amateurish, which only fueled the player's mockery.“Is this supposed to be your game face?”
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER THIRTY. THE UNEXPECTED CHAMPION.
The ball sailed through the air in slow motion, and as it swished through the net, the arena erupted in a deafening roar of disbelief and excitement.The crowd went wild, their cheers vibrating through the stadium. “Unbelievable!” someone shouted. “He did it!”“He’s the real deal!” another yelled. “What a shot!”Fans were on their feet, clapping. The cheers grew louder, filled with admiration and respect for his remarkable performance.Oliver basked in the cheers, another spectator chimed in, “Looks like we’ve got a new legend in the making. Who needs MJ when we’ve got another one here?The comparison to Michael Jordan only fueled the player’s irritation and anger. His face reddened with humiliation as he heard the jokes. “Seriously?” he muttered. “You’re comparing this loser guy to MJ?”Meanwhile, Oliver’s face lit up with a triumphant grin. He raised his arms in victory, soaking in the roar of the crowd.His eyes sparkled with a mix of satisfaction and relief as he basked in the mom
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE. ELEGANCE AND ECLIPSES
As Oliver left the training ground, he drove his Bugatti through the city streets, relishing his newfound wealth and lifestyle. The memory of the player’s failed attempts to disgrace and humiliate him brought a satisfied smile to his face. He had turned the tides and emerged victorious.Suddenly, his phone chimed with a notification, slicing through his reverie. He glanced at the screen and saw a message from Mr. Damon, the billionaire owner of the restaurant he had recently acquired. The message was a courteous reminder about the dinner and birthday celebration scheduled for the following day."Dear Mr Howard,This message is a gentle reminder of the upcoming dinner and birthday celebration tomorrow. It would be a pleasure to have you grace the occasion with your presence.Warm regards,Mr. Damon."He smiled sheepishly, not believing how dramatically his life had changed. A pauper now receiving messages from billionaires—it was surreal. Realizing the importance of the upcoming event,
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO. A PRICE TO PROVE.
Oliver’s eyes widened in sheer terror. Standing in front of him and smiling sheepishly was Kevin, one of his regular bullies from Bechem University.Oliver was disappointed to see him because he knew his shopping experience might not go smoothly as planned. He tried to mask his disappointment and attempted to move away.Kevin had always been a thorn in Oliver's flesh, passionately hating him for being poor and never missing an opportunity to make his life miserable, and from the look in his eyes now, Oliver was sure Kevin was ready to go the extra mile just to humiliate him again.But Oliver quickly dismissed the thought. He was wealthy now, and despite not having exhausted the earlier funds from his mother, she had provided him with an additional substantial amount. With his mother being one of the most powerful figures in the country, what could he possibly fear? He shook off the notion and wore a calm expression. "Woooh, woooh, woooh," Kevin said, rubbing his palms together with a
OLIVER'S RISE TO INFLUENCE CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE. THE TRIUMPH AT CHECKOUT.
Oliver remained unflinching, his expression showing no sign of distress. The salesgirl expected him to react with shock or anger, but instead, he continued to exude calm confidence. She raised an eyebrow and asked, “How would you like to pay?”Unfazed by the staggering amount, he replied, “I’ll pay with my card. If you’ll just process it, please.”Confidently, Oliver reached into his pocket and pulled out the golden card his mother had given him. He placed it on the counter with an air of assurance.The salesgirl’s eyes widened as she saw the elite card. Kevin, unable to resist a chance to taunt, sneered, “Did you steal that from the Luxor Hotel too?” He continued with mean-spirited comments, “Maybe it’s not even real. What makes you think you belong in a place like this?”Oliver met Kevin’s taunts with a calm and steady gaze. “If you had a brain, you’d realize that your attempts to belittle me are as futile as they are pathetic. I’m here to shop, not to entertain idiots. So why don’
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