Oliver sat in his office poring over paperwork, trying his hardest to focus on the task at hand. His step-brother's accusation was still weighing heavily on his mind, and he found it increasingly difficult to shake the thought that he had done something wrong. Oliver's step-brother, Carter, accused him of stealing his wife, Merideth. While Oliver knew the accusation was unfounded, he couldn't help but feel guilty.Oliver rubbed his temples, fighting off a headache that had been growing all day. He couldn't believe the mess he had found himself in. To add insult to injury, Carter had decided to challenge him to marry another woman, to prove that he did not have any interest in Meredith. It was an outrageous request, and Oliver couldn't believe that he had to resort to such extremes to prove his innocence.As he sat at his desk, lost in thought, he heard a knock on the door. He looked up and saw Carter, the CEO of their company, standing in the doorway. Oliver and Carter had never gott
Oliver was in deep trouble. He had been told by his step-brother, Carter, that he was to marry a woman he had never met. The thought of an arranged marriage made Oliver feel nauseous, but he knew he had no choice in the matter.As he dressed for the evening gathering, Carter barged into the dressing room.“Oliver, you look like a vagrant. You cannot go to the investor’s gathering dressed like that,” Rafe scolded.Oliver sighed, knowing that Carter was right. He quickly changed into his best suit and followed Carter to the private restaurant where the gathering was taking place.As they entered the room, Oliver felt out of place. Everyone was dressed in expensive suits and dresses, and he felt like a fish out of water.“Ah, there you are, Oliver,”Carter exclaimed, grabbing his arm and leading him over to a group of investors. “This is my step-brother, Oliver. He’ll be joining us in the deal.”The investors all turned to look at Oliver, sizing him up as if he was a piece of meat. Oliver
Oliver could feel the eyes of those around him burning into his skin as he made his way back to the gathering with Samantha, the woman he'd been set to marry. It was an arranged marriage, made for the sake of the company and their investors. Oliver wasn't happy about it, but he was going to make the best of it. Samantha, thankfully seemed nice and didn't mock him like the others had."Please, let's just get this over with," he whispered to Samantha as they took their seats at the table.She nodded in understanding, a small smile on her lips. "I understand how uncomfortable this must be for you," she said softly.Oliver didn't respond, not wanting to draw any more attention to himself than necessary. Unfortunately, that didn't stop others from noticing his discomfort."So, Oliver, it seems that you've gone from being a vagabond to marrying a woman who was handpicked for you. How does that feel?" one man asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Oliver took a deep breath, trying to mainta
Oliver stepped out of the carriage and into the grand entrance of his father's mansion. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. Today was the day he had been dreading for weeks - the day he would officially begin preparing for his arranged marriage to Samantha.As he made his way to the sitting room, he saw his step-brother Carter lounging on the couch. "Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show up." Oliver's skin crawled at the sound of his step-brother's voice.Carter continued, "What's the matter, Oliver? Don't want to marry someone who was picked for you?" Carter snickered as he spoke, and Oliver clenched his fists, trying to control his anger.Samantha stepped forward, coming to Oliver's rescue. "Please excuse Carter, Oliver. He doesn't mean any harm." Samantha smiled at Oliver, trying to make him feel at ease.Oliver couldn't help but notice that Samantha seemed to be studying him closely. He could feel her eyes on him, and he wondered what she was thinking.A
Oliver was feeling nervous as he made his way to Samantha's address. The sun was beginning to set, and the air was brisk. He never imagined that he would be marrying a woman he hardly knew. An arranged marriage was not something one heard about. As he walked up the doorstep of Samantha's home, he took in a deep breath before knocking on the door. Samantha was the one who contacted him the night before, requesting to meet up and talk about their impending marriage.Samantha opened the door, and both of them exchanged a hesitant smile before Oliver stepped inside."Oliver, thank you for coming," Samantha said. "Let's go to the living room to talk."As they entered the living room, Samantha offered Oliver a seat. "I hope you don't mind, but I wanted to talk to you about us," Samantha said."No, no, not at all. I was actually nervous too," Oliver replied, still feeling a little nervous."Me too," Samantha laughed, and Oliver relaxed a bit. He could tell that she was a kind-hearted person
Oliver and Samantha continued to talk about their arranged marriage as they ate lunch together. Samantha had a lot of questions for Oliver, and he was happy to answer them."So," Samantha started, "what do you do for a living before?""I work in a bakery," Oliver replied. "If you're familiar with the old neighborhood, I worked there before.""Oh, that sounds interesting," Samantha said. "And did you enjoy that experience working in a bakery? ""Yeah, of course. It''s a good job," Oliver said. "It's challenging at first cause I'm not good at baking, but I serve people with deliveries. I was used in working in small businesses but I'm glad I can support myself that time."Samantha nodded. "That's great. While I'm a teacher myself. I teach biology at the high school."Oliver smiled. "That's really cool. I always respected teachers. It's a tough job, but it's so important."They continued chatting about their jobs for a bit before Samantha brought up a new topic. "So, what do you like to
Oliver walked into his office, feeling relieved to finally have some peace and quiet after the visit. He began to go through his emails, responding to those that were urgent, and deleting the ones that were not. As he was about to finish, someone came in."What's the matter?" he asked Dave."Hey Oliver, why not come with us to lounge to celebrate Carter's wedding anniversary?" Dave asked."Um, I don't know. You know how I feel about these events," Oliver replied hesitantly."Yeah, but hear me out. Carter said he's ordered some amazing food for the event, and you know how much you love your food," Dave said, trying to convince Oliver to come.Oliver sighed. He did love his food, but going to Carter's wedding anniversary would be uncomfortable. "Fine, I'll think about it.""Great!" Dave exclaimed. "I'll let Carter know. See you downstairs!"Oliver couldn't concentrate on work now, his mind was filled with anxiety about going to the anniversary. He knew it was going to be awkward and unc
Oliver sat at his desk, attempting to focus on his work. However, his mind was still reeling from the confrontation with Carter. He knew he had angered him more than he ever had before. Oliver knew that he had to remain calm in the office, but his frustration was palpable.As he tried to focus on his work, Oliver’s phone buzzed. He looked down to see that Merideth, his stepbrother’s wife, was calling him. He hesitated for a moment before answering.“Hey, Merideth. What’s going on?” he asked.“Oliver, I wanted to talk to you about earlier,” she said.Oliver’s heart sank. He knew that he had crossed a line by arguing with Carter, and he couldn’t bear the thought of causing more tension between him and Merideth.“I’m sorry,” Oliver said, “I know I shouldn’t have confronted Carter like that. I just...I’m tired of always being in his shadow.”Merideth sighed. “I understand, Oliver, but you can’t forget that he’s the CEO. He’s in a position of power, and we have to respect that.”Oliver nod