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The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 90. OLIVER'S PARENTS WERE KIDNAPPED!
Oliver had just stepped out of the bathroom, a towel draped over his shoulders, when the sharp ringtone of his phone echoed in the room. He glanced at the screen, and his lips curved into a soft smile as he saw his mother’s name flashing.“Hello, Mom,” he answered warmly, leaning against the wall.“Oliver…”Her trembling voice immediately wiped the smile off his face. His brows furrowed in concern.“Mom? What’s wrong?” he asked, his tone tightening.“Oliver, this morning…” Her voice broke, and he could hear her struggling to steady herself. “Some men… they broke into the house. Big men. They drugged us.”“What?” Oliver snapped, his grip on the phone tightening. “Mom, where are you now? Are you safe?”“I don’t know!” she cried. “Your father and I—we were unconscious. When we woke up, we were in some dark place. They took us, Oliver. They kidnapped us…”“Damn it,” Oliver muttered, his mind racing. “Are you hurt? Did they do anything to you or Dad?”“No, but—” Before she could finish, th
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 91. SHADOWS OF VENGEANCE
Nero’s operatives worked swiftly, tracing the threads of Martin Grayson’s activities.Meanwhile, Oliver prepared himself for the inevitable confrontation. He spent the evening pacing his office, his mind filled with a storm of emotions—rage, fear for his parents, and a determination to end Grayson’s game.Elena sat nearby, watching him with worried eyes.“Oliver, you’ve barely eaten all day,” she said softly, holding a plate of food she had brought him. “You need to stay strong.”“I can’t eat, Elena,” Oliver replied, his tone sharp but not unkind. “Not until I know they’re safe.”She sighed and set the plate on his desk.“You won’t be able to fight Grayson if you’re weak.”Oliver stopped pacing and looked at her, his expression softening.“You’re right,” he admitted, pulling out the chair and sitting down. “But this isn’t just about strength. It’s personal. That man dared to touch my family.”Elena placed her hand on his.“I know. But you can’t let your anger cloud your judgment. You’
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 92. THE UNDENIABLE THREAT
Back at the villa, Oliver’s parents settled into the warmth of their home, but the tension of the night lingered.Elena brewed a pot of tea, her movements quick and precise as if she could chase away the fear that still hung in the air.Oliver stood by the large bay window, his gaze fixed on the horizon, though his mind was far from the serene view.“Oliver,” his mother called softly, pulling him from his thoughts.She approached him, her frail hand reaching for his arm. You saved us. You risked so much... but are you truly safe now?”He turned to face her, his expression tender yet determined.“I’m always safe as long as I know you and Dad are okay.”His father, sitting upright in a chair despite his exhaustion, cleared his throat.“Don’t brush off her concern, son. Grayson is just the beginning. A man like him doesn’t act alone.”Oliver nodded, his jaw tightening.“I’m aware, Dad. I’ll handle whatever comes next.”Elena entered the room with a tray of steaming mugs.“And you won’t
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 93. MAVERICK
The villa was eerily quiet that night.The kind of silence that hinted at something brewing beneath the surface.Oliver sat in his study, the amber glow of the desk lamp illuminating the papers spread before him. Financial reports, security updates, and a dossier on David’s known associates stared back at him, but his mind wasn’t on them.A soft knock on the door broke his concentration. He glanced up to see Elena standing in the doorway, a steaming mug in her hand.“You’ve been in here for hours,” she said gently, walking over and placing the mug beside him. “It’s late, Oliver. Come to bed.”“I can’t,” he replied, rubbing his temples. “Not yet. There are too many loose ends.”Elena pulled up a chair beside him, her concerned eyes scanning his face.“David’s gone. What more needs to be done?”“It’s not just David,” Oliver admitted, leaning back in his chair. “The network he built—the alliances he formed—they’re still out there. And Grayson wasn’t working alone either. There’s someone
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 94. HIGH-LEVEL
The villa stood in an unusual calm the next morning, its silence deceptive. Oliver was seated on the terrace, sipping his coffee while scanning the latest intelligence reports.Elena joined him shortly, holding her own cup.The soft morning sunlight fell on her face, but her expression was far from serene.“Any updates?” she asked, sitting beside him.“None worth celebrating,” Oliver replied, placing the report down. “Maverick’s arrest gave us some leads, but they’ve hit a dead end. Whoever’s behind him is more careful, more calculated.”Before Elena could respond, Oliver’s phone buzzed on the table. He glanced at the screen and frowned.The call was from an unknown number. Hesitating for only a moment, he answered.“Roberts,” he said curtly.A smooth, unfamiliar voice replied, dripping with mockery.“Ah, Oliver Roberts. The man who toppled empires and sleeps soundly in his ivory tower.”“Who is this?” Oliver demanded, his voice sharp.“You may call me Lucian,” the man said, his tone
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 95. THE SOVEREIGN
The cold air of the French countryside brushed against the estate’s high walls, but the atmosphere inside was far colder. Lucian, once the puppet master pulling strings in the shadows, now sat at the long table like a dethroned king. His slick composure was cracking, his hands gripping the table’s edge as Oliver loomed over him.Nero stood by the entrance, his imposing frame and calculated gaze ensuring no one dared move. Elena, though she had been advised to stay behind, had slipped into the scene, watching the confrontation unfold from a shadowed corner. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from Oliver, who embodied an unstoppable force of justice.Oliver’s voice was cold as steel. “You’ve built your empire on fear and manipulation, Lucian. But tonight, you face someone who doesn’t fear you.”Lucian smirked weakly, trying to recover some semblance of control. “Do you think taking me down will end this game? There will always be another Lucian, another man ready to seize power.”Oliver le
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 96.THE RUINS OF VAUGHN'S EMPIRE
The crowded hall of the law firm buzzed with the sharp clatter of shoes against marble, muted conversations blending into a symphony of white-collar chaos. Oliver Roberts sat quietly in a corner, his posture unassuming.Dressed in a modest suit, he looked more like an intern than a client. His hands rested lightly on the table before him, fingers tracing the edge of a plain folder.A sharp voice broke through the hum.“Mr. Roberts, you’re up,” a young assistant called, barely sparing him a glance.Oliver rose slowly, his movements deliberate and calm, as if oblivious to the dismissive looks cast his way. He walked to the conference room, where a polished mahogany table dominated the space.Sitting at the far end, flanked by two lawyers, was Richard Vaughn—a man whose name commanded fear in financial and legal circles.Vaughn’s sharp features twisted into a smirk as Oliver entered.“Well, well, if it isn’t the infamous Oliver Roberts.”Vaughn drawled, leaning back in his chair. His tai
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 97. THE BIGGEST MISTAKE
The afternoon sun filtered through the large windows of a modest café on the corner of a busy street.Oliver Roberts sat quietly in a corner booth, his posture relaxed, though his sharp eyes scanned the room with calculated precision.To the average observer, he appeared inconspicuous—just another man in an off-the-rack suit, sipping his coffee.Across from him sat a man named Garrett Fletcher, a newly minted business magnate whose reputation for arrogance preceded him.Garrett leaned back in his chair, a smirk plastered across his face as he sized up Oliver."So, this is the infamous Oliver Roberts," Garrett began, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "The man who thinks he can teach me a lesson. You should've stayed in the shadows where you belong."Oliver smiled faintly, lifting his coffee cup with calm deliberation."I’m not here to teach you anything, Garrett. I’m here to make sure you understand who you’re dealing with."Garrett laughed, a loud, obnoxious sound that turned a few hea
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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
