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The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 134. BACKFIRED SPECTACULARLY
Not long after, Oliver arrived at the restaurant. Heads turned as he walked in, his confident stride drawing attention despite his simple, non-designer suit. His tall, sturdy frame and strikingly handsome features caused murmurs to ripple through the crowd.“Who’s that?” whispered one of Abby’s friends, nudging her companion.“That’s Oliver Roberts, Elena’s husband,” another replied, her tone laced with curiosity. “He’s good-looking, but… you know, he’s from a poor family. And wasn’t he in prison before?”“Such a waste,” someone else muttered. “With a face like that, he could’ve done better if he were born rich.”The whispers grew louder, but Oliver paid them no mind as he approached Elena.“Elena,” he greeted, his voice warm and steady.Elena’s eyes lit up, though a hint of worry lingered in her expression. She stood to greet him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. “Oliver, you shouldn’t have come. You must have left work for this.”“It’s nothing,” Oliver replied, gently resting
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 135. INTENSE
A storm brewed within Elena as she lay awake that night, her mind replaying the evening's events. The audacity of Abby and Brandon lingered like a bitter taste. But more than that, Oliver’s quiet yet resolute support left her grappling with emotions she couldn’t quite name.The next morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains, rousing her from her restless thoughts. She stretched, her gaze falling on Oliver, already dressed and preparing coffee in the kitchen. The simple act filled her with warmth, a contrast to the chill of Abby's taunts."Good morning," Oliver greeted with his usual smile as she approached.Elena returned his smile weakly. "Good morning."Oliver studied her, concern flickering in his eyes. "Still thinking about last night?"She nodded, wrapping her hands around the warm mug he handed her. "I can't help it. Abby’s words—her intentions—were cruel. And I felt so… small in that moment.""You’re anything but small, Elena." His voice was steady, a quiet anchor against
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 136. SHOWING WHO'S IN POWER
Abby’s wedding party was as grand as one would expect. Crystal chandeliers bathed the hall in golden light, and tables adorned with lavish floral arrangements created an air of luxury. The crowd buzzed with conversations and laughter, but not all attendees were enjoying themselves.Oliver and Elena arrived hand in hand, their composed demeanor masking the apprehension they felt. From the moment they stepped into the venue, the tension was palpable. The glances thrown their way were not of welcome but disdain, orchestrated by Abby herself.“Elena, Oliver,” Abby’s voice rang out as she approached, a saccharine smile plastered across her face. Her wedding gown glittered with an ostentation that matched her attitude. “I’m so glad you could make it. I wasn’t sure if this sort of event was… suitable for you.”Oliver’s jaw tightened, but he managed a polite smile. “Thank you for the invitation, Abby. It’s a lovely venue.”Abby’s eyes flicked to Elena, her smile sharpening. “Oh, Elena, your d
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 137. SABOTAGE
The air outside the grand ballroom was crisp and laced with the scent of freshly mowed grass. Oliver and Elena walked hand in hand, their steps slow and deliberate, savoring the moment of peace away from the prying eyes and whispers that had plagued them all evening."Oliver, I’m sorry," Elena whispered, her voice heavy with guilt. "I should’ve known this wasn’t going to end well."Oliver gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. "You have nothing to apologize for, Elena. Their actions reflect their character, not yours."Before Elena could respond, a sharp voice called out from behind them. "Mr. Roberts! Wait!"They turned to see a man in his early forties, impeccably dressed in a navy suit, his polished shoes gleaming under the moonlight. He was flanked by a young woman in a sleek black dress, her expression a mix of determination and unease."Who’s that?" Elena asked softly.Oliver’s jaw tightened as the man approached. "Vincent Grey," he muttered. "A corporate shark who’s been circling
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 138. JUSTICE
As the trio left the shadowed perimeter of the ballroom, Oliver glanced at Natalie. Her hands trembled slightly, but her jaw was set with determination.“Natalie,” Oliver said, his voice firm but kind, “what made you decide to come forward now?”She hesitated, her eyes darting to Elena for reassurance. “I’ve been working for Mr. Grey for two years. At first, I thought his tactics were just… aggressive business practices. But when I saw the lengths he was willing to go—bribery, blackmail, ruining lives—I couldn’t stomach it anymore. Especially after he targeted you.”Oliver exchanged a glance with Elena, whose expression had softened into concern.“You’ve put yourself in a dangerous position,” Elena said gently. “Do you have anyone supporting you? Family? Friends?”Natalie shook her head. “I’ve been on my own for a long time. This job was supposed to be my big break. Now…” She trailed off, her voice breaking.“You’re not alone anymore,” Oliver assured her. “We’ll figure this out togeth
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 139. CORPORATE ESPIONAGE
As Oliver, Elena, and Natalie moved toward the parking area, the atmosphere remained heavy with unresolved tension. The dim glow of the streetlights cast long shadows, mirroring the weight of the revelations that had just unfolded.Natalie glanced nervously over her shoulder. “Do you think he’ll retaliate tonight?”Oliver shook his head, his expression resolute. “Not tonight. Vincent’s the type to plan his moves carefully. But we can’t underestimate him.”Suddenly, a voice called out from the shadows. “Mr. Roberts, wait!”They stopped, turning to see a woman in her late thirties hurrying toward them. She was dressed in a tailored burgundy blazer, her hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail. Behind her trailed a man in his early fifties, his weathered face betraying years of experience and stress.“Who are they?” Elena whispered, stepping closer to Oliver.The woman reached them, extending a hand. “Mr. Roberts, my name is Lydia Monroe. I’m an independent journalist. This is Peter Hale, a
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 140. THE BEGINNING
The dim glow of the parking lot lamps seemed inadequate against the storm brewing within Oliver’s mind. His thoughts raced as he and Elena guided Natalie toward their car. A confrontation with Vincent Grey had been inevitable, but tonight had brought a stark realization: this wasn’t just a business rivalry—it was war.Natalie’s voice, trembling but resolute, broke the silence. “You don’t know how much I’ve risked by coming to you. Vincent… he has eyes everywhere.”Oliver opened the car door for her, his tone steady. “And now, so do we. You’re not alone anymore, Natalie.”Elena slid into the passenger seat, watching as Oliver’s jaw tightened. His mind was clearly already working through the next steps. As they drove away from the ballroom, she reached over, placing her hand lightly on his.“We need to be smart about this,” she said softly.“I know,” Oliver replied, his voice low. “But smart doesn’t mean passive. Vincent’s been playing dirty for too long.”Back at their home, Oliver spr
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 141. A UNKNOWN NUMBER
The next morning dawned with a haze of tension and determination. Oliver barely slept, his mind replaying the events at the docks. The recorded conversation had provided enough evidence to implicate Vincent Grey in illegal dealings, but it also meant Vincent wouldn’t back down easily.Elena poured steaming coffee into two mugs, her movements brisk yet graceful. “You should eat something before heading out,” she said, sliding a plate of toast toward Oliver.He shook his head. “No time. I need to meet Jonathan and get the legal team on this.”Elena placed a hand on his arm, her eyes soft yet firm. “Oliver, burning yourself out won’t help. Eat. Then go.”Reluctantly, he took a bite, the rich aroma of coffee helping to sharpen his focus. “What about Natalie? She’s risking just as much as we are.”“She’s staying here for now,” Elena said. “I’ve set up the guest room for her. She’ll be safe.”Oliver nodded, grateful for Elena’s unwavering support. “Good. We need to protect her at all costs.
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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
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
