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The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 102. OLIVER'S TRUE STRENGTH
After ensuring Mia was resting comfortably in the guest room, Oliver turned to leave the villa. Her condition was still fragile, but the medical attention she’d received had stabilized her for now.The oversized, tattered clothes she was wearing caught his attention as he closed the door. She couldn’t keep wearing those—she needed proper clothes.“I’ll be back soon,” Oliver said softly, turning to glance at her one last time.Mia looked up at him, her eyes wide and uncertain.“You’re leaving?” she asked hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper.“Only for a while. I’m going to get you some clothes,” Oliver replied, his tone calm and reassuring.Mia blinked, stunned by the unexpected kindness. She had been used to men only offering help with ulterior motives—debt collectors who demanded payment in ways that stripped her of dignity, or strangers who made her feel like an object.But Oliver was different. His quiet demeanor and actions spoke of a man who genuinely cared without asking
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 103. OLIVER'S SECRET
Elena sat at a quaint cafe near the city center, the soft hum of chatter around her blending with the clinking of cutlery. Across from her, her friend Sophie stirred her iced tea, a mischievous glint in her eyes."You won't believe what I saw today," Sophie said, leaning forward.Elena smiled, raising an eyebrow."What now, Sophie? Another sale you couldn’t resist?"Sophie waved a hand dismissively."No, no. This is about Oliver."Elena froze for a moment, her heart skipping a beat.“Oliver? My Oliver?” she asked, trying to mask the slight nervousness in her voice.“Of course, your Oliver,” Sophie said with a teasing grin. “I was at the mall earlier and saw him at one of those fancy boutiques—you know, the kind that sells clothes you’d expect on a runway. He was buying women’s clothes.”Elena blinked, taken aback.“He was... buying women’s clothes?”Sophie nodded, sipping her tea dramatically. “And not just one or two pieces. He seemed pretty serious about it. I figured he must be pi
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 104. ELENA'S JEALOUSY AND SUSPICION
Elena sat at the head of the conference table, her hands folded neatly over a notebook, but her mind was a thousand miles away. Around her, colleagues and department heads presented their updates, charts, and plans for the next quarter.Normally, Elena would have been the most attentive person in the room, quick to interject with insightful questions or feedback. Today, however, she barely heard a word.“Mrs. Roberts?”Elena blinked, snapping out of her daze.The head of marketing, Mr. Calloway was looking at her expectantly.“Do you think this strategy aligns with our brand’s vision?”She cleared her throat, feigning composure.“Yes, I think... it’s a promising direction,” she said vaguely, hoping her response was close to what he wanted to hear.Calloway hesitated, his expression uncertain, but nodded and continued with his presentation.Elena glanced around the room, catching a few raised eyebrows from her team. She felt a flush of embarrassment rise to her cheeks. This wasn’t like
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 105. HERO?
"Oliver, Mia's gone!" his father blurted out.Oliver's heart sank. "What do you mean, gone? What happened?""She left for the shopping center this morning with the maid, but the maid just returned, saying she lost track of Mia. She’s been missing since then! We’ve searched everywhere but can’t find her."Panic bubbled in Oliver's chest."Did she have her phone with her?""No," his father replied, his voice tinged with frustration. "You never got around to buying her one."Oliver cursed under his breath. How could he have overlooked something so crucial?Mia was vulnerable, especially considering the dangerous people she was hiding from. And one name immediately came to mind: Vance Carver.Oliver slammed his laptop shut and grabbed his jacket."I'll handle this. Stay at the villa and keep an eye on things. I'll find her."The drive to the underground gambling house—a known haunt for Vance Carver and his crew—was a blur.Oliver’s jaw was tight, his hands gripping the steering wheel as h
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 106. A LITTLE GAME
Inside, the gambling house was a chaotic mix of flashing lights, loud voices, and the unmistakable scent of cigars and desperation.Oliver ignored the curious stares as he made his way through the crowd, his eyes scanning for any sign of Vance or Mia.At the far end of the room, a staircase led up to a private area guarded by yet another pair of suited men. Oliver approached them, his expression giving away nothing."I need to see Vance," he said."Do you have an appointment?" one of the guards asked with a smirk.Oliver stared at him down. "No. But I’m sure he’ll want to hear what I have to say."The guard raised an eyebrow, but before he could respond, a voice called out from the top of the stairs."Let him through."Both guards turned, stepping aside immediately.Oliver looked up to see a man in his fifties with slicked-back hair and a predatory smile. It was Vance Carver himself."Mr. Roberts," Vance said, his tone dripping with false warmth. "What brings you to my humble establis
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 107. THE GAME'S OVER
Vance leaned back in his chair, his fingers steepled as he regarded Oliver with a calculating gaze."The game is simple, Roberts," he said, his voice as smooth as silk but laced with malice. "A little test of skill, nerve, and determination. You win, you walk out of here with Mia. You lose, well…" He shrugged casually. "Let’s just say you won’t be around to regret it."Oliver remained standing, his posture rigid and his jaw clenched."I don’t have time for your theatrics, Carver. Just tell me what you want."Vance smirked, clearly amused by Oliver's impatience."Straight to the point. I like that. Fine, here’s the deal: I’ve got a game room downstairs. Cards, dice, the works. You’ll play one round of poker against me. High stakes."Oliver frowned, suspicion flickering in his eyes."And if I win, Mia is free?"Vance nodded slowly."If you win, Mia is free to go. But if you lose, you belong to me. For as long as I see fit."The room fell silent, the gravity of Vance’s words settling lik
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 108. OLIVER ROBERTS PROMISE
Oliver’s grip tightened on Mia’s trembling hand as Vance's smirk widened.The oppressive atmosphere in the room was suffocating, and Oliver could feel the weight of Vance’s words before he even spoke.“Wow, wow, wait a minute. Who said I was letting you guys get out of here?” Vance’s voice was mocking, his grin predatory.Oliver’s jaw tightened.“What do you mean?” he asked, his tone even but edged with danger.Vance leaned back in his chair, feigning nonchalance.“Me bringing you and Mia together doesn’t mean I’m letting you two walk out scot-free. Mia owes me… quite a lot, you see. You’ll have to pay off all her debts before I let her go.”“No! No, Oliver, you can’t!”Mia exclaimed, her voice frantic as she clung to Oliver’s hand. Her body shook with fear.“You don’t understand. His debts aren’t real. He tricked me! Vance… he’s a liar, a monster. Please don’t do what he says!”Vance’s grin didn’t falter.“Oh, Mia, dear. How unkind of you to speak about me like that,” he sneered. “Wh
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 109. A KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR
Elena checked the clock on the wall for the fourth time that night.It was almost midnight, and Oliver still hadn’t come home. She let out a frustrated sigh, pacing the living room in her oversized sweater. Her phone lay on the coffee table, screen dimmed from unanswered calls.She had tried calling him earlier, but his phone was off.A knot of worry twisted in her stomach, but it wasn’t just concern—it was suspicion. Yesterday, she’d heard a woman’s voice on the other end of his call before the line went dead.Then, her friend had casually mentioned seeing Oliver buying women’s clothes at the mall. When she’d asked him about it, half-jokingly, he’d brushed her off, saying he hadn’t bought anything for her.So who were the clothes for?The sound of the front door opening broke her thoughts.Elena spun around to see Oliver stepping inside, his face shadowed with exhaustion but calm as always. He was shrugging off his jacket when she marched toward him.“Oliver! Where have you been?” sh
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CHAPTER 206. I LOVE YOU
The ride back was silent. Not because they had nothing to say, but because words felt unnecessary.Elena sat beside Oliver in the car, her fingers resting lightly on her lap. She wasn’t shaking, wasn’t afraid anymore—but the weight of the night still pressed against her.Oliver drove with one hand on the wheel, his other resting on the console between them. His presence alone made her feel safe.After a while, Elena exhaled. “You’re too calm.”Oliver glanced at her, smirking. “Would you rather I panic?”She huffed. “I was kidnapped, Oliver.”“I noticed.”“Held hostage.”“I was there.”“Almost had my throat slit.”Oliver’s jaw tightened just slightly. “And I handled it.”Elena turned to him, studying his profile. His sharp jawline, his unwavering expression.“You always do,” she murmured.Oliver didn’t reply, but his fingers—resting between them—twitched.Elena hesitated, then slowly reached out, linking her pinky with his.Oliver’s hand stiffened for a brief moment.Then, he turned hi
CHAPTER 205. ELENA'S KIDNAPPING.
"Mr. Roberts, we have a problem."Amelia’s voice was sharp over the phone. Oliver had just finished a business meeting when she called, and from the tension in her tone, he knew it wasn’t a minor issue.Oliver exhaled. "Speak."There was a brief pause before she dropped the bombshell."Elena’s been taken."Oliver stopped walking. His fingers tightened slightly around the phone. “Who?”Amelia hesitated. “A man named Vincent Moreau. French arms dealer. One of the last allies Harrington had left.”Oliver’s jaw clenched, but his voice remained calm. “His demands?”“He wants you to transfer fifty percent of Hoshier’s European assets to his name by midnight.”A mistake.Vincent Moreau had no idea who he was dealing with.Oliver inhaled slowly. “Where is she?”“We traced the call to a warehouse in the East District. It’s heavily guarded.”Oliver didn’t hesitate. “Send me the location.”“Sir, I can mobilize our team—”“No.” Oliver’s voice was sharp. “This is personal.”Amelia hesitated but ob
CHAPTER 204. NEVER LOST
“You lost the moment you thought you could use her against me, Calloway.”Oliver’s voice was quiet, almost casual, yet every syllable carried the weight of an undeniable truth.Raymond struggled against Oliver’s grip, but it was useless. His body trembled—not from the physical pain, but from the realization sinking into his bones. He had never stood a chance.Oliver loosened his hold just enough for Raymond to breathe, but his next words made the man’s blood run cold.“Tell me, Calloway… how do you want this to end?”Raymond swallowed, his mind racing. He had no moves left. No allies. No escape.His last shred of arrogance faltered, replaced by raw desperation. “I—I was just following Harrington’s lead. He’s the one who—”Oliver let out a quiet exhale, cutting him off with a simple, measured sentence.“Harrington is already handled.”Raymond’s eyes widened. “What?”A soft buzzing noise filled the room. Oliver reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and tilted the screen toward
CHAPTER 203. ERUPTED INTO CHAOS
Raymond’s hands trembled as he scrolled through the endless flood of news reports, each one spelling his doom in bold, damning headlines. His phone buzzed non-stop—calls from investors, board members, and desperate executives, all demanding answers he didn’t have.His breath came in short, sharp gasps. This wasn’t just an attack. This was an execution.His gaze snapped to Elliot Mercer, who remained seated, completely unfazed. The smirk on Elliot’s face sent a wave of rage coursing through Raymond’s veins.“You think this is funny?” Raymond’s voice was hoarse, barely above a growl. “You think I’m just going to sit here and let Oliver destroy me?”Elliot exhaled, setting his drink down with a quiet clink. He leaned back, crossing his legs leisurely. “Oh, you misunderstand, Calloway. It’s not about letting him destroy you. It’s about the fact that you can’t stop him.”Raymond slammed a fist against the bar. The few patrons around them turned to glance, sensing the tension but knowing be
CHAPTER 202. DAMAGE CONTROL
Raymond sat frozen in his chair, his hands clenched into fists as the weight of his downfall pressed down on him like a mountain. His empire, his power—everything he had built over the years had crumbled in mere minutes.His phone buzzed again, and with shaky fingers, he picked it up. A flood of messages from his board members, investors, and executives filled the screen. They were panicking. Some demanded explanations, others threatened to withdraw their support. His assistant sent a message—Mr. Calloway, we need immediate damage control. The media is asking questions.Raymond’s vision blurred as rage bubbled inside him. All because of one man.Oliver Roberts.The name now echoed in his head like a curse.Raymond had underestimated him, just like everyone else had. He had seen Oliver as nothing more than a quiet, unremarkable businessman, someone who got lucky in the corporate world. But now, he understood the truth.Oliver was far from ordinary.Raymond sucked in a sharp breath and f
CHAPTER 201. AN UNMATCHED ENEMY
Raymond’s breath caught in his throat. His palms were damp, his fingers gripping the edge of his desk. Oliver Roberts was here. In his office.He barely had time to compose himself before the door swung open.Oliver walked in with the ease of a man who owned the building, despite the fact that it belonged to Raymond. He was calm, his dark eyes scanning the office without the slightest hint of urgency. He wasn’t here to negotiate. He was here to watch Raymond crumble.Raymond straightened in his chair, masking his nerves with arrogance. “Mr. Roberts,” he greeted coolly, though his voice wavered just enough to betray his unease.Oliver said nothing at first. He merely stepped closer, his gaze locking onto Raymond’s with the weight of something far more dangerous than anger—certainty.“You’ve been quite busy,” Oliver finally said, his tone casual.Raymond forced a smirk. “I like to stay informed about my competitors.”Oliver chuckled, the sound low and unimpressed. “Competitor?” He tilte
CHAPTER 200. WARNING IN PERSON
Raymond Calloway sat frozen, his fingers tightening around the black business card as if it were a ticking time bomb. His expensive watch, his custom-tailored suit—none of it mattered now. He had made the mistake of mocking a man who could wipe his company out of existence with a single decision.The café once filled with his laughter, now felt suffocatingly silent. The people who had been laughing along with him avoided eye contact. His so-called friends shifted uncomfortably, realizing they had aligned themselves with the wrong side.One of them, a man named Darren, coughed awkwardly. “Uh… Ray, man, you good?”Raymond barely heard him. His mind was spinning.Oliver Roberts.The president of Hoshier Corporation.A man who held more power in his hands than Raymond ever could.And he had insulted him. Mocked him. Treated him like some insignificant nobody.His pride burned. His fists clenched. But he wouldn’t apologize.No. He refused to bow.Raymond slammed the business card onto the
CHAPTER 199. UNDERESTIMATE THE WRONG MAN
Horizon Café was unusually crowded that evening. Oliver Roberts sat at a quiet corner table, sipping his black coffee, his fingers lazily tapping against the wooden surface. He had always preferred places like this—quiet, ordinary, unassuming. A place where no one looked twice at a man in a simple dark coat and well-fitted jeans.Unfortunately, not everyone shared his sense of discretion.A loud, arrogant laugh filled the air, followed by the clatter of an expensive watch hitting the table."Look at this," a voice sneered. "Genuine gold, straight from Italy. Have you ever seen something this fine?"Oliver didn't look up. He didn't need to. He already knew the type."Come on, tell me you’ve seen something better," the voice continued, a clear attempt to impress whoever was with him. "I bet you haven't. People like you don’t even know where to get real gold."Oliver exhaled slowly, eyes still fixed on his cup.The voice belonged to Raymond Calloway, a man whose wealth was built on inher
CHAPTER 198. SMART CHOICE
The city lights flickered against the cracked windshield as Oliver drove in silence.Elena kept glancing at him, waiting for a reaction.The attack, the car chase, the cryptic message—most men would be shaken.But Oliver Roberts wasn’t like most men.He didn’t look angry. He didn’t look worried.He looked bored.That terrified her more than anything.Finally, she broke the silence.“That was a message, wasn’t it?”Oliver exhaled through his nose. “It was a test.”Elena frowned. “A test?”Oliver nodded, gripping the steering wheel. “They wanted to see how I’d react. If I panicked. If I ran.”His fingers tapped against the dashboard.“They wanted to see if I was really the man people whisper about.”Elena swallowed. “And?”Oliver smirked. “Now they know.”***They pulled up to a private parking lot.The moment they stepped out, a man in a black suit was already waiting for them.No words were exchanged.Just a nod.Oliver returned the gesture before turning to Elena. “Go home.”Elena’s
