Upon hearing Oliver’s words, Rebecca couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “You’re impossible.”“And yet, you love working for me,” Oliver smirked.She scoffed but didn’t deny it.Who wouldn’t love working with Oliver?After all, Oliver was right. The amount of money he’ll use to buy the businesses won’t even affect his financial standing.Aside from that, she trusted that Oliver wouldn’t just buy the businesses for his gain.It may not be obvious, but it is always for the greater good every time Oliver does something.“Alright. I’ll take care of it immediately and update you about it,” Rebecca answered, her tone more determined than earlier.Oliver noticed it, making him smirk. “You’re with me on it now, huh?”“Well, I just realized this could be a good revenge for Jay.” Rebecca's lips curved into a devilish smile.She added, “That jerk. After all the kindness I showed him because of his father, he still managed to disrespect me.”Rebecca still remembers how Jay repeatedly crossed the lin

Oliver froze.His heart thumped rapidly as he pulled the necklace out, its previously dull pendant now glowing, giving an extraordinary radiance.Not only that, but the heat coming from the necklace was also overwhelming, intensifying the longer he held it in his palm.“What the hell?” he muttered, his brows furrowed in confusion.Oliver had had this necklace for a long time, but it had never done something like this before.Although it was only an ordinary necklace, Oliver had kept it, feeling that it had a sentimental value he couldn’t remember.So why was it reacting like this now, at this very place?“Fuck,” Oliver muttered a curse, seeing a color yellow dust coming out of the necklace.A few seconds later, the yellow dust converted into light, making the minefield brighten—as if Heaven’s gate opened up to take him.Then, it was followed by a faint whisper behind Oliver.The voice was barely audible and was spoken in a language he couldn’t understand.“Shit. Who was that?!” Oliver

After that conversation, all of them became silent, looking forward to the next execution of their plan.Oliver, on the other hand, had his fingers brush against the necklace in his pocket.The memory of its strange glow lingered in his mind.He didn’t know why it reacted the way it did at the minefield, but one thing was sure.Something was coming, which could be beyond imagination.And this time, Oliver would be ready.***A few weeks later, the Colossia’s capital went back to normal after the situation when Zayne was arrested.The people aren’t talking too much about it as the news was already fading.Although they were still thinking about what happened to Zayne in prison, they aren’t as curious as when the news spread like wildfire.The government, on the other hand, also became stricter with their employees.“Breaking news! Six employees at the capital hall, including the deceased Francis Blake, turned out to be the former military officer Zayne Greensmith’s alliance…”“Because

“Walking around with your expensive bags, acting all high and mighty. But after all, you’re just a gold digger!” Trisha shouted.A few customers nearby gasped, and the sales associates froze, unsure how to react.Seraphine also felt the same thing. She was shocked as she thumped rapidly, and she was momentarily frozen in place.She tried removing Trisha’s hands that were holding tightly onto her hair, but instead of loosening, the latter’s grip even tightened, her lips curving into a smirk.“No, I won’t let go,” Trisha muttered, pulling Seraphine toward her more. “Do you think you’re superior to me now just because of the sugar daddy you have? No freaking way!”“All the money I spent came from me. The Henverton family is the richest in our town,” she added to brag. “And you? Is the Carter family even rich? No. You’re leeching off to someone else—”Before Trisha could finish her sentence, Seraphine wasn’t able to control herself anymore.She shoved Trisha away with both hands, making h

The entire store fell into an eerie silence. The gasps of onlookers, the murmurs of disbelief, and even Trisha’s heartbeat seemed to freeze as they processed what they had just witnessed.Lady Michelle isn’t just an ordinary person; she is recognized internationally. Not just as a fashion designer but also as a business owner.Trisha had dreamed of being associated with someone like her—yet she was now standing in front of Oliver.And not just standing. Bowing.‘What the hell?’ Trisha raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms as she stared at Michelle intently. ‘Is she bewitched or something?’That is what Trisha wanted to believe, but she knew it wasn’t the case.Michelle’s movement isn’t just an act of respect—but deference.“Mr. Hunt,” Michelle greeted, her voice laced with admiration. “It is an honor to see you here.”Trisha and the other onlookers’ jaws fell, hearing how Michelle treated Oliver. It was as if Oliver was a VIP client himself, although Michelle was more popular than h