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 well. "I couldn't believe that I saw the two villains together," Vere said to Olivia.
"Huh? How can you say Mr. James is bad, Wayne?" Olivia asked.
"Because Mr. Perry is bad, so that means Mr. James is too," Vere replied, looking at Olivia for understanding.
"Okay, that's understandable, Wayne," Olivia responded.
At that moment, Vere couldn't help but warn Olivia about being cautious, especially when dealing with Mr. Perry. He knew the extent of Mr. Perry's malevolence, especially when he expressed interest in a business and proposed a partnership. He was well aware of Mr. Perry's capabilities, including his knack for hacking into his business partners' accounts.
"Olivia, you must be careful, especially with Mr. Perry. Don't accept any business partnership offers from him," Vere advised, concern evident in his voice.
Olivia nodded in understanding, appreciating Vere's concern. "Thank you for the warning, Wayne. I'll keep that in mind and stay cautious," she replied, determined to heed his advice.
After their conversation, Vere bid farewell to Olivia and headed to his room to contemplate his plans to prevent Mr. Perry from interfering with Olivia, especially now that he knew she had no intention of accepting his business partnership proposal.
As Vere sat in his room, he pondered various strategies to safeguard Olivia's interests and keep Mr. Perry at bay.
Vere and Olivia sat down for dinner one evening, their faces serious as they discussed a pressing matter. Vere had a grave concern: Mr. Perry, whom they both knew was nothing short of a troublemaker.
"Olivia," Vere began, "I think it's best for you to return to the US for a while. I'll take care of managing your businesses here."
Olivia looked puzzled and concerned, questioning Vere, "Are you sure about this, Wayne?"
Vere nodded, his determination evident in his voice. "I'm absolutely sure, Olivia. Mr. Perry is worse than you can imagine. I've witnessed his actions, and it's a nightmare waiting to happen."
With a sigh, Olivia realized the gravity of the situation. "Alright, Wayne. If you think it's the best course of action, then I trust your judgment. I'll make the necessary arrangements to return to the US as soon as possible."
Vere knew this was the right decision to protect Olivia's interests and ensure her businesses remained intact. They finished their dinner with a newfound sense of relief, knowing that Olivia's return to the US would keep her safe from the clutches of the notorious Mr. Perry.
At that moment, Vere felt a sense of relief and happiness. Convincing Olivia hadn't been as difficult to convince as he had feared, and she had understood the advice he'd given.
Two days later, Olivia boarded her flight back to the US, leaving Vere behind to manage the businesses that she had become partners in. Several days passed, and the situation remained stable. Vere was now alone, taking care of the business affairs.
As the days turned into weeks, the paths of Vere and Mr. Perry, or James, no longer crossed. The cloud of uncertainty and danger that had loomed over Vere had lifted, and he could finally focus on the business ventures without the constant threat of Mr. Perry or James. It was a new chapter for Vere and even for Olivia, one filled with hope and security.
On that particular night, Vere found himself alone in the mansion. He had just finished dinner and was in the midst of solitude when the doorbell unexpectedly rang. Perplexed, Vere rushed to the CCTV monitor to identify the visitor. Neither he nor Olivia had anticipated any guests, and the sight of an unfamiliar car parked outside the gate heightened his apprehension.
With bated breath, Vere focused on the CCTV feed, trying to discern the identity of the person who had arrived. The visitor remained elusive, concealing their face as they alighted from the car. Vere's heart raced, and he couldn't shake off a growing sense of unease.
At that time, Vere remained vigilant as he watched the CCTV feed. After a while, because Vere didn't pay any attention to the visitor at the gate, the visitor eventually left. During that moment, Vere zoomed in on the car's license plate number. Without wasting any time, he immediately called Olivia to inform her about the incident at the mansion.
As Vere spoke to Olivia, it was evident in his tone that he was concerned. "Olivia, I just noticed something unusual on the security cameras," Vere said with a hint of worry in his voice.
Olivia responded promptly, her concern mirroring Vere's. "Wayne, take care. Please, if necessary, call the police if something like this happens again," Olivia advised, her voice filled with genuine concern for Vere.
The next morning, Vere was jolted awake by an early morning call from Olivia. "Mr. Wayne, I can't sleep thinking about you," Olivia said with genuine concern in her voice.
Vere reassured her, "Don't worry, Olivia. I'm doing fine. Please, don't worry about me."
Concerned for his safety, Olivia suggested, "Why don't you consider purchasing a gun, Wayne?"
Vere hesitated for a moment before responding, "I don't think that's a good idea."
Determined to help him, Olivia insisted, "I'll purchase a gun for you, Wayne, and make sure you have a complete license to use it for self-defense purposes only."
Vere considered her offer before responding, "Thank you, Olivia. Let's discuss it further." Olivia's genuine concern had made him reconsider his stance on the matter.
At that moment, Vere keenly felt Olivia's deep concern for him, which led him to quickly accept her offer to purchase a gun. He no longer had any reservations about it, especially considering the looming threats to both Olivia and himself. Olivia's care and the potential dangers they faced convinced him to go ahead with the decision.
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
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
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
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