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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
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 110. THE DESIRE TO HAVE
Early in the morning, Oliver's phone buzzed insistently on the nightstand. He groggily reached for it, noting the unfamiliar number flashing on the screen. Answering, his voice was thick with sleep.“Hello?” he said, rubbing his eyes.“Good morning, Oliver,” a soft, familiar voice greeted him. “It’s Mia.”Oliver sat up abruptly, now fully awake. “Mia? How did you get my number?”“You gave me this phone, remember?” Mia replied, her tone hesitant. “I just wanted to thank you for everything and ask if you could come to the villa this morning. I’ve prepared breakfast as a small gesture of gratitude.”Oliver’s mind raced. He had forgotten to save Mia’s number after giving her the new phone.Before he could respond, the bathroom door creaked open, and Elena stepped out, towel-drying her hair. Her curious gaze landed on him.“Who’s that?” Elena asked casually, though her eyes betrayed a flicker of suspicion.Oliver’s grip on the phone tightened.“A colleague,” he said smoothly. Switching to
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 111. I WILL FIND YOU!
It's the third day, and Oliver returns to Vance Carver's den, the dark and infamous domain of the gambling and drug boss. Oliver steps out of his car, his expression hard and resolute, carrying a sleek black briefcase. Inside it lies the two hundred million dollars—the key to freeing Mia once and for all.At the entrance, the burly guard who had once delayed him now steps aside without a word, nodding in recognition. Oliver’s presence demands attention. He’s immediately escorted inside, bypassing the crowded, smoke-filled gambling floor that reeked of desperation and decay. The sound of clinking chips and muffled laughter fades as Oliver follows the guard into Vance's private office.The room exudes power and corruption. Vance sits behind a massive desk, leaning back in his chair with a smirk plastered across his face. His eyes light up with amusement as Oliver strides in."Well, well, look who decided to show up," Vance drawls, his tone dripping with mockery. "I half expected you to
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 112. FOR EVERYTHING
Oliver returns to the Villa, where his parents live and where Mia is temporarily staying after his tense encounter with Vance.The crisp night air and the faint rustle of leaves barely register in his mind as he steps into the familiar warmth of the Villa. His body aches from the earlier fight, but his focus is clear—ensuring Mia's safety and putting an end to the ordeal.Mia’s worried expression greets him as soon as he walks through the door. She rushes to him, her brows furrowed and her voice trembling with concern.“Oliver, you’re back. Did you… did you really get the money? You didn’t do anything dangerous, did you?”Oliver sighs, setting his coat on the rack.“Yes, Mia, it’s done. The debt is settled, and you’re free now. You don’t need to worry about Vance anymore.”Her hands fly to her mouth, tears glistening in her eyes.“I don’t know how to thank you. I… I owe you so much, Oliver. What can I do to repay you?”Oliver’s gaze softens. “You don’t owe me anything, Mia. What’s imp
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 113. BETRAYAL?
One week has passed.Mia had settled into the cozy little house Oliver had arranged for her.The house, though modest, was warm and comfortable, surrounded by a lush garden. Oliver visited occasionally, mostly to ensure her safety and to check that Vance hadn’t tried to disrupt her newfound peace.Despite his reassurances, Oliver couldn't shake the lingering worry that Vance might retaliate.This particular evening, Oliver parked his car in front of Mia's house.The soft glow of the porch light spilled onto the steps as he approached.Mia opened the door before he could knock, her expression lighting up with relief."Oliver," Mia greeted, her voice a mix of gratitude and concern."I was just thinking about you. Come in."Oliver stepped inside, the familiar scent of lavender greeting him.“I just came to see how you’re doing. Everything’s okay?”Mia nodded, motioning toward the living room."Yes, everything's fine. I've been following your advice—no contact with anyone from my past. It
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 114. MISUNDERSTANDING?
Elena immediately gets out of the car as soon as they arrive at the mansion yard and walks briskly toward the front door, her heels clicking sharply against the stone driveway."Elena!" Oliver calls after her, hurriedly stepping out of the car. "Elena, wait for me!"She ignores him, her pace unwavering as she ascends the steps and enters the mansion.“Elena!” Oliver’s voice echoes in the quiet night. He jogs to catch up, reaching for her arm, but she shakes him off without slowing.“Don’t touch me,” she says sharply, barely glancing at him. “We’ll talk in the room. I don’t want Father to hear any of this.”Her tone is icy, leaving no room for argument. Oliver sighs heavily and follows her inside, his gaze fixed on her stiff shoulders as she walks ahead of him. He feels the weight of her anger in the silence that fills the house.They climb the grand staircase, Elena leading the way with purposeful strides. Oliver hesitates for a moment as they reach the door to their bedroom, but Elen
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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
