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The Ruthless Billionaire Chapter 36
As Oliver pulled into his driveway, his breath was caught in awe. There, illuminated by the golden rays of the sun, was his brand-new Audi RS Q8. He had instructed his driver to pick it up from the dealership earlier.Eager to test it out, he hopped inside and felt the luxurious interior wrap around him. The engine roared to life with a powerful purr, and as he took it for a quick spin around the neighborhood, he couldn't help but smile widely, feeling an exhilarating rush of happiness. The car handled smoothly and had a lot of power, which made him really happy. After driving a few laps, he parked it back at home, completely thrilled with his new ride.The next day was the much-anticipated dinner and birthday party Mr. Damon had invited Oliver to. He dressed in one of the suits he had purchased the previous day. Though the suit and trousers look slightly oversized, he still managed to look quite good in them.He didn't have the chance to try them on at the store due to the drama wit
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Samantha's eyes narrowed as she stared at Oliver, her voice dripping with anger and venom. 'Oliver?' she called out, her tone a mix of surprise and disdain.I never thought in my wildest dreams that I'd see a pathetic loser like you here.' Her gaze swept over him, lingering on his oversized suit and trousers, a look of pure contempt on her face.''And look at you,'' she sneered, ''dressed in clothes that don’t even fit. Did you borrow those too? Or did you pick them up from a charity shop on your way here? You look ridiculous, Oliver. Absolutely ridiculous.'As Samantha's words cut through the air, Mark’s anger reached a boiling point. Seeing Oliver step out of such an outrageously expensive car was like salt in a wound. The sight of him behind the wheel of an Audi RS Q8, a car that even some of the wealthiest people could only dream of owning, made Mark’s blood boil. He hated seeing anything good associated with Oliver, and this was the worst possible scenario. It was as if the univ
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"Oh, not again," Oliver muttered under his breath. The evening was supposed to be a chance for him to relax and enjoy himself, but it seemed it was not meant to be.At that very instant, Mark cleared his throat loudly, drawing attention to himself and Oliver. With an arrogant smirk, he leaned forward and spoke.“Well, well, wonders will never end. If not, how can a pauper be seated beside us? I guess it’s true what they say: some people just don’t know their place.”He then turned to Oliver with a cruel smile and continued, “Remember when I promised to make your life miserable? I’ve kept that promise. I’ve called your boss,” he said, pointing to Mr. Smith, “and he has done the needful."Oliver’s boss, Mr. Smith, who had been quietly observing, now turned his attention to Oliver with a scowl. “What the hell are you doing here?” Mr. Smith barked. “This is a high-profile event for influential people, not some charity function. Just like Mr. Mark has said, you no longer have a job at my p
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The room fell into a stunned silence, eyes wide with shock. Mr. Smith's face flushed with embarrassment and anger. His previously proud and elegant composure faltered, and he clenched his jaw as he shot a scathing look at Oliver. He was visibly demoralized as he slowly made his way back to his seat, trying to maintain his composure while his mind raced with frustration and humiliation. Mark, thinking the attendant was indicating him, began to rise with a smirk, only for the attendant to shake his head and add, "Not you, sir." He then directed his gaze to Oliver. The realization hit Mark like a cold slap, and he froze, his face flushing with embarrassment.Oliver, maintaining his 100% composure, confidently rose from his seat and made his way toward the attendant.As he did, Mr. Smith, humiliated and seething, had no choice but to return to his seat, the previous air of importance now shattered. The whispers and murmurs among the other guests grew louder.When Mr. Smith had first s
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The room was charged with a palpable tension, every guest on the edge of their seat, eyes wide with anticipation, as they awaited the reveal of this highly celebrated figure. Mr. Damon’s voice, heavy with significance, cut through the silence: “It is my distinct pleasure to introduce and specially thank Mr. Oliver Danovan.”The name struck like a thunderclap, sending a wave of confusion through the crowd. Murmurs erupted like a sudden storm as people exchanged puzzled glances.“Who is this Oliver?” one guest hissed, clearly baffled.“Never heard of him,” another remarked, the voice tinged with disbelief.“Must be a mistake,” someone else suggested, their gaze searching desperately for a more recognizable figure.“After all this hype, I thought it would be someone famous," another guest whispered in disappointment, shaking their head as the room’s excitement turned to bewilderment.Meanwhile, Mr. Smith’s face turned in sheer disbelief. The color drained from his cheeks as if a bucket
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The party’s lively mood took a sharp turn when Mark blew up, causing a stir throughout the room. “Did you see his face? He’s livid!” one guest whispered, eyes wide with shock.“Unbelievable. I’ve never seen him lose it like that,” another murmured, barely able to contain their surprise.As Mark stormed toward the exit, Samantha quickly stood, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and anger. She hurried after him, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. The guests watched as she chased after him, whispering amongst themselves.“Even Samantha is rattled. This is serious,” a woman commented, leaning closer to her companion.“Trouble in paradise, perhaps? This doesn’t look good for them,” another guest remarked, smirking slightly.As the door slammed shut behind Mark and Samantha, the room plunged into a stunned silence, the echo of their exit hung in the air like a specter. The once vibrant atmosphere, buzzing with excitement and intrigue, had shifted sharply. The
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The following Monday, after a long and stressful first day as director, Oliver felt the weight of the entire company pressing down on him, he hadn’t eaten all day. A quick glance at his watch showed it was already 4 p.m., long past lunchtime.Feeling utterly drained and knowing he couldn’t go on without a moment to breathe, he needed to eat before tackling anything else, he headed to a large mall not far from his workplace to get something.As soon as he entered the mall, the first thing he noticed was people gathering in circles, and it seemed like a commotion was going on there. Too exhausted to care about another person's problems, especially after the day he’d had, he decided to continue with his activity. But then, he heard threatening laughs and mocking jeers, it sounded like someone was being bullied.His curiosity piqued and he decided to check it out for himself. Forcing his way through the gathered crowd, he finally managed to see what was happening. To his surprise, he saw
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Meanwhlle of the guy's friends, equally enraged, prowled back and forth like a caged beast, his fists clenched, eyes burning with a wild intensity. "You think you're Jet Li now?" he taunted, his voice dripping with mockery. "Do you even know what she did before you jumped in like some kind of hero? You’re gonna regret this, man.""And so what?" Oliver barked. "What could she have done?" His eyes then flicked over to the scattered items on the floor. His gaze hardened as he met the guy’s furious stare. "Is that why you wanted to slap her? Because of these worthless items?" Oliver gestured to the broken items scattered across the floor, visibly angry now.Oliver continued, "And if you wanted to flex your powers, why not go to the boxing ring and fight with someone who’s your match? What kind of man finds satisfaction in bullying a woman? You think that makes you tough? It just makes you pathetic, you fool!"But the guy sneered, his wicked smile widening as he dismissed Oliver's words.
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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,