Ronnie, it was you," Vere said to himself. Ronnie was the person he had met at Safe Ground, introduced to him by Crystal, who had been his companion during the early stages of his plan to uncover the truth about James. Ronnie had only looked different back then, having lost weight and grown his hair out.
After getting Ronnie the necessary medical treatment, Vere spoke with the doctor who had been treating him. It was during this conversation that the doctor revealed Ronnie's condition, disclosing that he had a mental health problem. However, there was hope for his recovery if he received treatment. At that moment, Vere didn't hesitate.
Vere knew that Ronnie's well-being was of utmost importance, and he was determined to ensure that his friend received the necessary care and support. After speaking with the doctor about Ronnie's condition, Vere decided to have Ronnie admitted to a mental hospital where he could receive proper treatment and care.
Over the following weeks and months, Vere visited Ronnie regularly at the mental hospital. He wanted to offer his support and be there for his friend during this challenging time. He remained in close contact with the medical professionals, ensuring that Ronnie was getting the treatment he needed and that his condition was improving.
As the days turned into weeks and months, Vere found himself consumed by the responsibilities of taking care of Olivia's businesses. He had been so engrossed in managing the affairs that time seemed to slip away unnoticed. It was during this hectic period that he received a call from a mental hospital, informing him that Ronnie was getting better. The doctor's voice conveyed a glimmer of hope, revealing that Ronnie was on the path to recovery. On that very day, Vere hastily made her way to the mental hospital where Ronnie was receiving treatment.
Upon his arrival, he found Ronnie seated in the visiting area, looking somewhat disoriented. Vere approached him, his heart filled with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. "Ronnie, do you remember me?" he asked. Ronnie, his expression vacant, responded with a puzzled look, "Who are you?" Vere replied, "I'm Vere." But Ronnie remained unconvinced, insisting, "No, it's not you. Don't try to trick me."
At that moment, it struck Vere that the reason Ronnie couldn't recognize him might be due to his recent facial surgery. Instead of continuing to persuade Ronnie, he decided to adapt to the situation. "Oh, I'm sorry, Ronnie. My family and friends call me Vere, and I like it," he explained with a warm smile.
Ronnie's face lit up with a hint of recognition and a flicker of a smile. Perhaps this change in approach has put him at ease. Vere then suggested that Ronnie should move into an apartment he had arranged for him, ensuring that he had a safe and comfortable place to stay. Ronnie agreed, and from that moment on, Vere visited him regularly, offering him support and companionship.
His visits provided a semblance of normalcy and connection in Ronnie's life as he continued his journey towards recovery. Vere remained committed to helping him regain his sense of self, even if it meant redefining his own identity in the process. Through patience and compassion, Vere hoped to bring Ronnie back to a brighter and more stable future.
Apart from Ronnie, Vere also had the mindset and the wish to help all the people who had become comrades during difficult times in a bitter situation and place. Vere never lost hope in the idea of assisting everyone who had supported him and stood with them.
Vere, too, found themselves in challenging circumstances in a tough neighborhood. However, instead of allowing these hardships to embitter them, Vere used them as an opportunity to make a positive impact. Each person who extended a helping hand to Vere became a source of inspiration.
Months had passed since Vere last visited Ronnie, and he remained unknown to Ronnie. Vere chose to keep his true identity concealed for now because his priority was to fulfill his dream of reclaiming all his properties from Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez, as well as his trusted personal assistant, James.
Vere knew that revealing himself to Ronnie could complicate matters, and he had a plan to ensure that justice was served one day. For now, he had to gather substantial evidence to prove his rightful ownership of the properties and even to clear his name from accusations.
One night, while Vere was engrossed in reviewing files for Olivia's businesses in the mansion, he suddenly jolted when he noticed something on the CCTV screen by the gate. He hurriedly went to the monitor to find out who was outside, and to his surprise, there was a car parked right in front of the gate with a person standing beside it. In that moment, Vere felt a wave of anxiety and uncertainty wash over him, unsure of what to do next.
Vere decided to approach the intercom system near the monitor, where he could speak to the person outside. He pressed the button and hesitantly asked, "Who are you, and what brings you here so late at night?"
The man standing by the gate looked up at the camera and responded, "I apologize for the late hour, but I need to speak with Olivia urgently. Is she available?"
Vere, still unsure of the man's identity, replied, "I'm Vere, Olivia's assistant, and Olivia isn't here yet."
After Vere questioned the man on the CCTV, the mysterious man simply excused himself and left. At that moment, Vere resumed reviewing the CCTV footage, but his phone rang, and it was Olivia on the other end. Vere and Olivia had a conversation, during which Olivia revealed that they had a visitor at the mansion. Vere inquired further, and Olivia disclosed the name of the mysterious guest, which left Vere in shock because the visitor was none other than Vere's former adversary.
Vere's mind raced as he contemplated the unexpected turn of events. He knew that encountering his old enemies could potentially lead to a confrontation, stirring up memories of their past rivalry. Despite their history, Vere also understood that he needed to handle the situation with caution. Olivia was in a precarious position, caught in the middle of their unresolved conflict.
In that moment, Vere's memories of his past adversaries came flooding back. He had believed that, with his newfound success, he had left behind the troubles and conflicts of his earlier life. However, with the mention of the name by Olivia, a deep sense of unease and apprehension resurfaced within Vere.
He couldn't help but feel a rising concern about the potential consequences of this unexpected encounter. Vere had worked hard to build a life free from the shadows of his past, and he couldn't afford to let old rivalries disrupt the peace he had found. The name Olivia had uttered was a stark reminder that some conflicts were not truly resolved but merely dormant.
As Vere contemplated the situation, he recognized the need to confront his past once again. He understood that he had to find a way to handle this reunion with tact and composure, not just for his own sake but also for those around him. Vere knew that his success had granted him the tools to navigate this challenge, and he was determined to prove that he had moved beyond the animosity of his earlier years.
Olivia had just returned from the US, and on that day, Vere was thrilled to welcome her back. However, Olivia had an unsettling story to share about a mysterious man who had visited their mansion one night. This man, as Olivia explained to Vere, was actually Mr. Perry's personal assistant.As Olivia began her story, Vere listened attentively, his face a mask of calm, even though he knew Mr. Perry well. Olivia recounted the events of the fateful night when the assistant arrived at the mansion. The man's presence had been unexpected for an urgent reason."So, Mr. Wayne," Olivia began, "that man came in the dead of night; actually, it was Mr. Perry's assistant. He was delivering some important messages and documents while I was away, Olivia said.Vere nodded, his thoughts racing. He was aware of Mr. Perry's enigmatic nature and the web of secrets that surrounded him. Meanwhile, he needed to maintain his composure, not revealing his knowledge about Mr. Perry yet.On that day, Vere couldn'
On that fateful night, Vere slept in Olivia's room to provide comfort and keep her company. As Olivia peacefully dozed off, a contented smile played on Vere's lips as he gazed at the person who had once been the cause of him on the brink of death due to a terrible accident. But Olivia was the one who had saved him, giving him a second chance at life and helping him rebuild his life.The room was dimly lit, and the only sounds that could be heard were the soft whirring of the ceiling fan and Olivia's steady breathing. Vere couldn't help but reflect on the incredible turn of events that had brought them together.That moment Vere whispered to himself, “It's almost unbelievable the way fate brought us together. I owe Olivia my life, and I wish that I have the opportunity to repay her kindness.”Vere had fallen asleep on the couch in Olivia's room. When he woke up in the morning, he found that Olivia was not in her bed. He quickly got up from the couch and entered Olivia's room. As he ste
When Vere arrived at the mansion, Olivia greeted him with a question, as she was quite curious about his sudden return. "Mr. Wayne, have you come back already?" Olivia asked.To which Vere replied, "Yes, Olivia. I didn't expect to find Mr. Perry and Mr. James at one of your establishments, waiting for you."Confused by this revelation, Olivia inquired about the situation. "Oh, I don't care about this, Mr. Perry, but why do you hate Mr. James, Mr. Wayne?" she asked, her brow furrowing in puzzlement.Before answering Olivia's question, Vere sighed and then clarified, "That time, before I respond, let me tell you, I am Wayne. There's no 'Mr.' before it." He raised an eyebrow with a smile.Olivia couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, alright. My apologies, Wayne. Haha!""So, what happened?" Olivia added another question.Vere went on to explain that he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw them together, but when he confronted Mr. James, the latter mentioned that he worked for Mr. Perry as
The next day, as Vere was busy reviewing business files in Olivia's mansion, he was interrupted by the doorbell. Vere quickly checked the CCTV to see who was at the door. When he saw a delivery truck parked outside, he went to the gate to talk to the delivery man. To his surprise, the package was from Olivia. After receiving the package, Vere went inside.The package was long and had some weight to it. Vere eagerly opened it, finding a small note from Olivia that read, "Wayne, this is the present that I promised. I know you will use it for our safety and protection." Vere was astonished as he unveiled a gun from the package. Holding the firearm in his hand, he murmured to himself, "Now, whoever tries to harm me or tarnish our reputation will have something to reckon with."Inside the package were two valuable firearms, a George Washington saddle pistol, and a Cabot Guns meteorite pistol. Vere couldn't believe his eyes. It was a moment of astonishment as he gazed at the stunning and hi
Vere was astonished when he saw the woman get out of the car. "Crystal? Oh my, it's her," he whispered to himself, lowering his car window. "Hey, mister!" A woman's voice interrupted her thoughts. "You've blocked my way!"Realizing he had inadvertently obstructed the path to confront her from her driving she hit vere's car side but instead, Vere swiftly apologized, "I am sorry, Crystal. I didn't mean to." The woman was taken aback. "What? Did I hear right? How do you know me?" Vere was momentarily stunned, having forgotten that he now looked different, thus unrecognized by Crystal. He quickly diverted the conversation. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. I gotta go." With a farewell, Vere left Crystal standing there, equally bewildered by the unexpected encounter.At that moment, Vere hurriedly drove off, leaving Crystal behind. The chance meeting had stirred a whirlwind of emotions in both of them. Vere's mind raced with memories of a past where he and Crystal were acquainted. However, time had chang
Vere shrugged off a seemingly misplaced call, attributing it to a simple dialing error. Ignoring whoever might have been trying to reach out, he resumed his slumber. The next morning, Vere woke up early, diving into his emails. Among them was a message from James. "Mr. Wayne, I am sorry to inform you that one of Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez's properties has been sold to the millionaire, Mr. Luke. We won't be reserving it for you due to an important reason, likely one you're already aware of, being Miss Olivia's assistant. You know that in the business world, it's all about give and take."Vere's brow furrowed as he absorbed the contents of the email. It seemed that a significant property deal had slipped through their grasp. The implications were clear, tying back to Miss Olivia's affairs. In the cutthroat realm of business, it appeared that personal connections often dictated the course of transactions.He pondered the intricate dance of favors and influence in the corporate landscape, where
At that moment, when Vere turned to face Ronnie, he hugged him, stunned by the stark contrast in Ronnie's appearance from when he last saw him during rehab. Ronnie then invited Vere to his apartment. However, Vere kept his identity hidden due to his altered appearance."Mr. Wayne, thank you so much for saving my life." Ronnie expressed his gratitude.Vere glanced at Ronnie, smiling softly. "It's okay; don't thank me. I owe you a lot."Ronnie was taken aback and confused by Vere's words. "Owe? What do you mean?"Realizing his slip, Vere quickly recovered. "Uhmm, I meant you're welcome. Sorry, I remembered my friend; his name is the same as yours," he explained, smiling warmly at Ronnie."Ah, okay, hahaha," Ronnie chuckled, though a hint of curiosity lingered in his eyes.Despite Vere's attempt to redirect the conversation, Ronnie seemed intrigued by the slip-up. Nevertheless, they shared a light moment, both laughing at the easy camaraderie they shared.Later, as they conversed in Ronn
"You?" Crystal, Ronnie's visitor, exclaimed upon seeing Vere. Vere met her gaze and courteously greeted her, "Good afternoon, ma'am."Ronnie, taken aback by Crystal's arrival and the interaction between her and Vere, introduced them. "Ah, Crystal, this is Mr. Wayne, the one I told you about who saved me."Crystal's voice lowered as she acknowledged Vere, "Hello, Mr. Wayne. Nice to meet you for the second time around."Ronnie, slightly confused by their familiarity, inquired, "Oh, you know each other?"Vere nodded, maintaining his composure. "Yes, we've met before," he confirmed, careful not to reveal too much about their previous encounter.In that moment, despite sensing Crystal's apparent displeasure, Vere knew he had to remain composed, disregarding any impressions she might hold. Unbeknownst to them, the individuals they once knew were now in the presence of Vere, bearing a different face and name, yet still the same person.Vere felt a pang in his heart, realizing the company of
But before Vere took any steps outside, he abruptly halted. Hastily, he ascended to the mansion's second floor, entering his room to retrieve the gun. Swiftly returning to the screen where they observed the parked car near the mansion, Vere continued monitoring the situation."Mr. Wayne, hold off on using the gun, especially if you're not sure who these people near the mansion are," Ronnie advised, his tone conveying concern.Vere glanced at Ronnie, acknowledging his words. "Yes, Ronnie. Thank you. I'm just really cautious in these situations, given past experiences," Vere explained, his eyes reflecting a sense of vigilance.Ronnie, understanding Vere's heightened state, nodded in agreement. He empathized with Vere's wariness, comprehending why he was on high alert.As they continued observing the screen, Vere kept a watchful eye on the parked vehicle, his instincts on edge. The uncertainty and the possibility of a threat lingered in the air, intensifying Vere's vigilance and wariness
On that night, Vere drifted off while waiting for Olivia's text. The next morning, he was roused from slumber by the persistent ringing of his cell phone. Rubbing the drowsiness from his eyes, he answered with a hint of grogginess."Hey, Olivia, I was worried about you!" Vere started, concern evident in his voice."I'm sorry, Mr. Wayne, oh, hahaha, Wayne, I mean," Olivia replied, her voice tinged with inebriation."Are you... drunk?" Vere inquired, noting the telltale signs in her speech."Yeah, friends invited me to a birthday party," Olivia explained.Without skipping a beat, Vere dove into the purpose of his call: "I need you to know about Mr. Smith. He's going to sell his company.""Seriously?" Olivia's tone shifted to seriousness."Yes, and that's why I've been trying to reach you," Vere continued. "I've decided to buy his company.""This is the happiest news I've heard from you!" Olivia exclaimed, her enthusiasm apparent. "So, okay, what are you waiting for? Grab it!"Vere felt
A few had boarded their respective vehicles and left. Vere waited a few minutes before driving towards the mansion. As he entered, he hurried to the CCTV screen to check and see who the visitors outside were. Despite scrutinizing the CCTV footage, the faces of the unfamiliar men didn't ring a bell. Vere was at a loss trying to identify these unexpected visitors loitering outside the mansion's gate.After reviewing the footage, Vere dialed Olivia. During their conversation, he mentioned the visitors, but Olivia denied knowing them, expressing her surprise at their unexpected arrival."Olivia, did you recognize those men in the video that I sent you?" Vere asked, concerned about lacing his voice."No, Mr. Wayne, I have no idea who they are. I wasn't expecting any visitors today or later as I am focusing on my business here in California," Olivia responded, her tone mirroring Vere's unease."This is puzzling. They didn't seem like delivery or service personnel," Vere pondered aloud, his
"You?" Crystal, Ronnie's visitor, exclaimed upon seeing Vere. Vere met her gaze and courteously greeted her, "Good afternoon, ma'am."Ronnie, taken aback by Crystal's arrival and the interaction between her and Vere, introduced them. "Ah, Crystal, this is Mr. Wayne, the one I told you about who saved me."Crystal's voice lowered as she acknowledged Vere, "Hello, Mr. Wayne. Nice to meet you for the second time around."Ronnie, slightly confused by their familiarity, inquired, "Oh, you know each other?"Vere nodded, maintaining his composure. "Yes, we've met before," he confirmed, careful not to reveal too much about their previous encounter.In that moment, despite sensing Crystal's apparent displeasure, Vere knew he had to remain composed, disregarding any impressions she might hold. Unbeknownst to them, the individuals they once knew were now in the presence of Vere, bearing a different face and name, yet still the same person.Vere felt a pang in his heart, realizing the company of
At that moment, when Vere turned to face Ronnie, he hugged him, stunned by the stark contrast in Ronnie's appearance from when he last saw him during rehab. Ronnie then invited Vere to his apartment. However, Vere kept his identity hidden due to his altered appearance."Mr. Wayne, thank you so much for saving my life." Ronnie expressed his gratitude.Vere glanced at Ronnie, smiling softly. "It's okay; don't thank me. I owe you a lot."Ronnie was taken aback and confused by Vere's words. "Owe? What do you mean?"Realizing his slip, Vere quickly recovered. "Uhmm, I meant you're welcome. Sorry, I remembered my friend; his name is the same as yours," he explained, smiling warmly at Ronnie."Ah, okay, hahaha," Ronnie chuckled, though a hint of curiosity lingered in his eyes.Despite Vere's attempt to redirect the conversation, Ronnie seemed intrigued by the slip-up. Nevertheless, they shared a light moment, both laughing at the easy camaraderie they shared.Later, as they conversed in Ronn
Vere shrugged off a seemingly misplaced call, attributing it to a simple dialing error. Ignoring whoever might have been trying to reach out, he resumed his slumber. The next morning, Vere woke up early, diving into his emails. Among them was a message from James. "Mr. Wayne, I am sorry to inform you that one of Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez's properties has been sold to the millionaire, Mr. Luke. We won't be reserving it for you due to an important reason, likely one you're already aware of, being Miss Olivia's assistant. You know that in the business world, it's all about give and take."Vere's brow furrowed as he absorbed the contents of the email. It seemed that a significant property deal had slipped through their grasp. The implications were clear, tying back to Miss Olivia's affairs. In the cutthroat realm of business, it appeared that personal connections often dictated the course of transactions.He pondered the intricate dance of favors and influence in the corporate landscape, where
Vere was astonished when he saw the woman get out of the car. "Crystal? Oh my, it's her," he whispered to himself, lowering his car window. "Hey, mister!" A woman's voice interrupted her thoughts. "You've blocked my way!"Realizing he had inadvertently obstructed the path to confront her from her driving she hit vere's car side but instead, Vere swiftly apologized, "I am sorry, Crystal. I didn't mean to." The woman was taken aback. "What? Did I hear right? How do you know me?" Vere was momentarily stunned, having forgotten that he now looked different, thus unrecognized by Crystal. He quickly diverted the conversation. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. I gotta go." With a farewell, Vere left Crystal standing there, equally bewildered by the unexpected encounter.At that moment, Vere hurriedly drove off, leaving Crystal behind. The chance meeting had stirred a whirlwind of emotions in both of them. Vere's mind raced with memories of a past where he and Crystal were acquainted. However, time had chang
The next day, as Vere was busy reviewing business files in Olivia's mansion, he was interrupted by the doorbell. Vere quickly checked the CCTV to see who was at the door. When he saw a delivery truck parked outside, he went to the gate to talk to the delivery man. To his surprise, the package was from Olivia. After receiving the package, Vere went inside.The package was long and had some weight to it. Vere eagerly opened it, finding a small note from Olivia that read, "Wayne, this is the present that I promised. I know you will use it for our safety and protection." Vere was astonished as he unveiled a gun from the package. Holding the firearm in his hand, he murmured to himself, "Now, whoever tries to harm me or tarnish our reputation will have something to reckon with."Inside the package were two valuable firearms, a George Washington saddle pistol, and a Cabot Guns meteorite pistol. Vere couldn't believe his eyes. It was a moment of astonishment as he gazed at the stunning and hi
When Vere arrived at the mansion, Olivia greeted him with a question, as she was quite curious about his sudden return. "Mr. Wayne, have you come back already?" Olivia asked.To which Vere replied, "Yes, Olivia. I didn't expect to find Mr. Perry and Mr. James at one of your establishments, waiting for you."Confused by this revelation, Olivia inquired about the situation. "Oh, I don't care about this, Mr. Perry, but why do you hate Mr. James, Mr. Wayne?" she asked, her brow furrowing in puzzlement.Before answering Olivia's question, Vere sighed and then clarified, "That time, before I respond, let me tell you, I am Wayne. There's no 'Mr.' before it." He raised an eyebrow with a smile.Olivia couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, alright. My apologies, Wayne. Haha!""So, what happened?" Olivia added another question.Vere went on to explain that he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw them together, but when he confronted Mr. James, the latter mentioned that he worked for Mr. Perry as