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James’s voice was steady, yet it carried a weight that silenced the room.“Which is why Madam President has decided,” he said, his words deliberate and sharp, “to place her son, Mr. Oliver Donovan, at the helm of affairs at this company.”He gestured toward Oliver, who stood straight, his gaze unwavering. The room felt like it had lost all air as James delivered the news.Director Montgomery’s expression shifted dramatically. His face fell, his eyes wide with shock, confusion, and an underlying fear.His mouth opened slightly, but no words came out at first. When he finally spoke, his voice trembled, the bitterness of the moment evident in every syllable.“I… I’ve run this company for fifteen years,” he began, the words tasting like ash.“Fifteen years of dedication, of tireless work. Have I done something wrong? If I’ve failed in any way, I’ll fix it. I’ll make it right—just tell me what it is!”James raised a hand, cutting him off sharply, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.“
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Oliver continued, his tone sharpening. “A toxic atmosphere doesn’t just appear out of nowhere, Mr. Montgomery. It thrives in the absence of accountability, in the shadow of weak leadership.You allowed this. You encouraged it, even if indirectly. That is the truth, isn’t it?”Montgomery’s face twisted in a mixture of shame and regret. His voice wavered as he admitted, “You’re right, Mr. Donovan. I… I’ve failed in my duties as director. I should have been more vigilant, more in control.""I allowed the wrong people to shape the culture of this company. For that, I take full responsibility.”Oliver leaned forward slightly, his presence commanding.“Responsibility is one thing. Action is another. If you’re truly willing to adjust, to prove you still have a place here, then it starts with earning back the trust of those who have lost faith in you. Myself included.”Montgomery nodded vigorously, desperation creeping into his voice.“I’ll do whatever it takes, sir. Whatever you need from me
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Oliver hesitated, every part of him screaming to decline the invitation, but something inside him shifted. With a reluctant sigh, he finally gave in.“I don’t know, Ethan. You know I’m not really the socializing type.”Ethan wasn’t having it.“Come on, Ollie. It’ll be fun. You need a break, and honestly, I’ll be there. You know I’ll make sure it’s not some awkward trip down memory lane. Just think about it.”Oliver sighed, glancing out the window as the car rolled to a stop at a red light. He could already picture the glitzy crowd, the forced smiles, the questions about his life. But Ethan’s presence changed things.“You’ll be there?” Oliver asked, his tone cautious.“Of course,” Ethan said firmly. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world. And it wouldn’t feel right without you there."A small smile tugged at Oliver’s lips despite himself.“Alright,” he finally said. “I’ll come. But only because you’ll be there.”Ethan laughed. “That’s the spirit! 7 p.m., Grand Arcadia Hotel. Don’t be late,
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Ethan, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally stepped in. “Alright, that’s enough,” he said, his voice firm but calm.Marcus turned to him, smirking. “Oh, look, his little bodyguard. What are you going to do, Ethan? Cry for him?”Ethan didn’t waver. “I don’t need to do anything. Oliver’s more of a man than you’ll ever be, Marcus. That’s why he doesn’t need to stoop to your level.”Marcus and his lackeys, still eager to humiliate Oliver, adjusted their suits with exaggerated flair. They leaned back, flashing their expensive watches as if they were trophies.“Oh, Oliver,” Marcus began, his smirk returning. “Since we’re all catching up, let me remind you who you’re dealing with.""I’m Marcus Grant, head of operations at Grant Industries. Ever heard of it? Of course, you haven’t. It’s probably out of your league.”One of his cronies, a tall man with slicked-back hair, chimed in. “And I’m Jason. Regional manager at Lexor Enterprises. You know, the kind of place that requires tal
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The grand ballroom, decorated with opulent chandeliers and velvet drapes, buzzed with laughter and chatter.The reunion had taken a nostalgic turn as some of the former teachers were introduced, invited to relive the past alongside their students.Among them were Mrs. Dolores Harper, a stern-faced woman with a penchant for favoritism, and Ms. Sandra Bennett, who had always championed the wealthy and influential students.As the two teachers made their rounds, they greeted the familiar faces of Marcus, Jason, and Dan with wide smiles and exaggerated enthusiasm.“Marcus!” Mrs. Harper exclaimed, clasping his hand. “I always knew you’d do something extraordinary. Look at you, such a success!”“Oh, Mrs. Harper,” Marcus replied, flashing his watch. “You always had an eye for talent.”Ms. Bennett chimed in, “Jason, you were always so bright. I’m not surprised to see you doing so well. And Dan, you’ve grown into such a distinguished gentleman.”Their flattery drew chuckles and smug grins from
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The room laughed, but Oliver, who had been observing from the sidelines, felt the familiar weight of disdain. His jaw clenched, but he remained silent, letting their arrogant display wash over him without a word.The MC motioned for silence. “Next, we have a different kind of recognition this evening. It’s time for our fundraiser. As you know, this event isn’t just about catching up—it’s about giving back.”A box was placed at the center of the room, with people starting to make donations through their phones, transferring money to the cause.But it was clear the fundraiser was almost an afterthought, a distraction to the real spectacle of the evening: the self-congratulation of those at the top.Oliver watched from a distance, alone, away from the crowds. The evening was becoming a blur of laughter, clinking glasses, and empty promises.Even Ethan, who had invited him, was deep in conversation with old friends, too caught up in his own fun to notice Oliver retreating into himself.Th
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The hall erupted with applause as Marcus was announced the highest donor. He strutted to the stage, his every step oozing arrogance.He adjusted his blazer dramatically, letting the room take in his polished presence. Gripping the microphone, he smirked before speaking."First of all, thank you for this honor," Marcus began, his voice dripping with self-importance. "It’s moments like these that remind us how far we’ve come… well, some of us."He shot a glance in Oliver’s direction, his jab sharp and deliberate."Not everyone can rise above their circumstances, after all." Laughter rippled through the room, spurred on by his cronies and some of the teachers.Marcus continued, "Success isn’t just handed to you. It takes hard work, vision, and, let’s be honest, a bit of natural talent. Some people here might not understand that, but hey, not everyone’s cut out for greatness."Oliver sat in his corner, his face unreadable, but the tension was palpable. The jabs became sharper, and Marcus
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Ethan, meanwhile, was frozen in his seat, his eyes wide with shock. His glass hovered midair, forgotten, as he tried to process what he had just witnessed.He knew Oliver had been through a lot, but this, this was beyond anything he had expected.Slowly, a proud, almost incredulous smile began to form on his face as he leaned back in his chair, shaking his head in amazement. "Unbelievable," he murmured under his breath.As the reality of Oliver’s monumental donation sank in, the teachers who had spent the evening berating him could no longer hold his gaze.Their faces flushed with embarrassment as they stared at the ground, pretending to busy themselves with their drinks.But one of them, Mrs. Harper, shameless as ever, straightened her posture and strode toward Oliver with a sly smile, clearly trying to twist the narrative."Well, Oliver," she said, her voice dripping with insincerity, "I always knew you had… potential. I mean, I might have been a bit harsh back then, but it was only
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As the tension in the bank reached its boiling point, the crowd's skepticism toward Oliver was palpable. Mocking comments, sneers, and the occasional jeer could be heard as people prepared to witness what they believed would be Oliver’s inevitable humiliation. Fueled by the man's relentless taunts, the crowd was growing increasingly rowdy, with onlookers closing in to watch the drama unfold.Just as the noise escalated into a near ruckus, a calm yet authoritative voice cut through the chaos, silencing the clamor. Heads turned as the source of the voice emerged from the crowd. A middle-aged man in a sharp suit, carrying an air of authority, walked briskly toward the commotion. His brow furrowed with surprise and disapproval as he took in the chaotic scene around him.It was the bank manager.Immediately, the employee who had been leading the charge against Oliver, along with the two security guards, straightened up, their faces lighting up with a mixture of relief and anticipation.
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Oliver replied, his voice edged with a mix of anger and frustration. "This isn't about pretense or trying to impress anyone. It's about class—and class is earned based on contribution to society, something I don’t expect you to know anything about." He shot the man a sharp look, his patience wearing thin.As Oliver’s words hung in the air, the crowd’s reactions immediately followed, sparking a flurry of murmurs and amusing comments."Contribution to society? What’s he even talking about?""Look at him, acting like some big shot. What’s he done for anyone?""Bet his ‘contributions’ are as fake as that card!"A middle-aged man near the back chuckled sarcastically, "Oh, please, this guy? Contributing? More like he’s contributing to wasting our time."Another voice piped up, "Probably donated his old clothes to a thrift store and thinks he’s saving the world."The well-dressed woman from earlier sneered, "This is just embarrassing. What kind of contribution could he possibly be talking a
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As Oliver's words lingered in the air, murmurs spread among the queue of onlookers. Intrigued by his claim of being an SVIP, they began making snide remarks under their breath."SVIP? Ha, in those clothes?" a man in a tailored grey suit scoffed, adjusting his expensive watch. "He looks like he can’t even afford lunch, let alone hold a VIP status.""Is he out of his mind?" a woman in a sleek red dress muttered, rolling her eyes. "This isn't some backstreet store where you can play pretend.""Honestly, the nerve of some people," another person added, clearly irritated. "We’ve all been waiting in line, and now this guy wants special treatment?"The employee, emboldened by the growing discontent from the crowd, let out a derisive laugh. Her mocking tone cut through the noise. "Sir, I suggest you leave now before we’re forced to take more serious measures against you." Her eyes gleamed with the thrill of asserting authority, and her words carried a veiled threat.As if on cue, two fierce-
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A few days later, In the middle of a stressful morning at work, Oliver decided he needed a break. His mind had been racing with problems and new developments from the news from luminary Industries, and unwinding with some food seemed like a good way to clear his headHe drove to a nearby restaurant, the streets quiet compared to the chaos inside his mind. Just as he was nearing the restaurant, his phone chimed.He glanced at the screen, a message. It was from the orphanage, a gentle reminder about the upcoming fundraiser. A flicker of warmth spread through him as he recalled his recent visit.After enjoying a meal at the restaurant, the urge to make sure everything was in place for the orphanage event nagged at him. He decided to stop by the bank to withdraw some cash, not just for the fundraiser but for his own expenses as well. His focus shifted to the task at hand, and he drove straight to "Imperial Trust Bank," a high-end international financial institution renowned for its exclu
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Lila's face turned a deep shade of red, her anger bubbling to the surface. She opened her mouth to retort, but no words came out. The sting of Anita's words cut deep, leaving her seething with rage and embarrassment. She could only watch, helpless and fuming, as Oliver and Anita walked away, leaving her and her companion in the wreckage of their shattered pride.As they exited the store, Oliver couldn't help but relish in the moment. The bewilderment, the disbelief, the raw anger—it all gave him goosebumps. He smiled to himself, satisfied that he had once again proven his doubters wrong. With Anita by his side and the memory of Lila's stunned expression etched in his mind, Oliver felt a sense of triumph that would stay with him for a long time.As Oliver drove through the city streets, the sun was beginning to set, he had just dropped Anita off at her house, and as he headed back home, he found his thoughts drifting. The day had been a whirlwind of unexpected events, and he felt th
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The air in the room seemed to grow heavier as the final figure was announced. Lila’s heart pounded in her chest, her mind reeling at the sheer audacity of it all. How could this be happening? Oliver was supposed to be the pauper here, the one barely scraping by, not the one making extravagant purchases without a second thought.Meanwhile, Anita’s smile grew even wider, a mix of disbelief and glee painted across her face. To her, it felt as though she had won the jackpot, her wildest dreams unfolding right before her eyes.Oliver, however, merely smiled sheepishly, his calm demeanor unshaken by the staggering total. He turned to Anita and said, "I hope you’re satisfied with your picks. Let’s get these wrapped up."At the same time, When the assistant called out the total—$350,000—the shock on Lila and her companion’s faces was almost palpable. Lila’s eyes widened in disbelief, her carefully calculated confidence beginning to unravel as she processed the staggering figure. The man bes
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Lila and her companion stood frozen, their eyes locked on Oliver. The confidence with which he moved, the calm in his demeanor, and the absolute lack of fear in his voice were all completely at odds with the image of him they had clung to for so long. Every word he spoke, every action he took seemed to defy the expectations they had so carefully built around him.Lila's breath hitched as she watched Anita wheel the overflowing cart towards the register. Her gaze darted to the items, her mind racing as she tried to calculate the worth of everything piled inside. Her heart sank as the numbers began to add up—thousands upon thousands of dollars. The realization was like a punch to the gut. Could this really be happening? Could Oliver, the man she had always considered beneath her, actually afford this?For years, Lila had carried a deep-seated belief that Oliver was a nobody, someone to be mocked and dismissed. But that belief was now crumbling under the weight of what she was witnessi
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Oliver let out a calm smile, his eyes narrowing slightly as a cold expression settled on his face. "You're right, why won't I?" he responded, his tone icy and composed.Lila's scorn was unmistakable. She threw her head back and let out a sarcastic laugh, her eyes gleaming with mockery. "Really? Oliver afford a bag this much?" she sneered, her gaze landing on the $89,000 price tag of the bag Anita had been eyeing earlier. "You? A pauper like you? Trying to level up so bad—it’s laughable!"She continued, "You’re in way over your head, Oliver. You’re just digging your own grave, pretending to be something you're not. This is going to put you in serious trouble one day, mark my words."Her words dripped with disdain, but beneath her confident exterior, a seed of unease began to sprout. She couldn’t shake the memories of her past encounters with Oliver. She recalled their run-in at the Luxor Hotel—how she had expected him to be exposed as a fraud or a thief, yet, to her bewilderment, he h
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The words hit Lila like a slap to the face. Her eyes widened in shock, then narrowed in fury, her face flushing with a mix of anger and embarrassment. For a moment, she was rendered speechless, her mouth opening and closing as she struggled to find a retort. But soon, the anger boiled over, and she exploded into a furious rant."You—how dare you!" she sputtered, her voice rising in pitch. "You think you can talk to me like that? Do you know who I am? I’ve got more class in my little finger than you’ll ever have! Those bags—those bags are worth more than anything you’ll ever touch! You’re nothing but a lowlife, a pathetic little con man who can’t afford even a scrap of what I have!"Lila’s face contorted with rage, her voice dripping with venom as she continued to rant, her words becoming more disjointed and desperate as she tried to regain some semblance of control over the situation. "You’re the joke here, Oliver! A joke! And as for you," she spat, turning her glare towards Anita,
