The Ruthless Billionaire

Chapter 1

Oliver stood in front of the tiny, run-down house, his legs barely holding him up. His shirt was soaked with sweat, his hands covered in dirt, and his face etched with exhaustion.The day had been brutal, just like every other day. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a full night's sleep, let alone a moment of peace.He had three jobs just to keep a roof over their heads and food on the table. By day, he delivered packages on a rusty bike that was falling apart.In the evenings, he was a waiter, running around a noisy diner while dodging insults from impatient customers. And late at night, he scrubbed office floors as a janitor until his back screamed for mercy.On weekends, he worked construction, hauling bricks and mixing cement under the scorching sun. No matter how much he worked, it was never enough.At home, things were worse. His wife, Samantha, never let him forget that.“You’re pathetic,” she’d say, arms crossed, glaring at him like he was dirt on her shoes. “You can’