REVENGE OF THE VAGABOND

CHAPTER 141

Oliver sat in his dimly lit home office, surrounded by technological gadgets and bits of code littering the walls. He rested his chin on his hand, his mind deep in thought as he pondered how he could take his computer technology company to the next level. He knew he had to innovate faster, think outside of the box, and take risks that would set his company apart from the rest. He typed feverishly on his keyboard, his eyes darting back and forth between lines of code, trying to make sense of the labyrinthine system he'd created.

As he brainstormed new ideas, his gaze drifted up to the picture hanging on the wall. It was of his stepbrother Carter, a man he had always been suspicious of. From the moment Carter had married his mother and gained access to the family estate, Oliver had kept a wary eye on him. There was something about Carter's cold, detached personality that made him uneasy. In many ways, Carter was the opposite of Oliver – he was aloof, passionless, and entirely focused on