Trisha chuckled, but it lacked warmth. “Relax. I’m just making small talk.” She paused. “You know, we used to be together. At the dining table. In the house. Back when we didn’t have so much between us.”Hearing those words, Oliver couldn’t help but laugh sarcastically and shook his head, not taking the bait.“I’ve missed talking to you, Oliver,” she added.“You never talked to me, Trisha,” Oliver answered coldly. “Not even when I tried to reach out to you back then. But talking about it was useless now.”And to be honest, Oliver was glad that it had ended that way.Because of what happened, he was able to return to his real family, Seraphine and Anastasia.“No. It’s alright. Let’s talk about us,” Trisha spoke, her tone pretentiously begging, as she looked Oliver in the eye. “I missed you. I really do.”It was a lie, and Oliver could see right through it.Trisha was only concerned with two things in life: Herself and money. He had learned about it as soon as they divorced.“The only

After a few minutes, Oliver had reached his first destination.No, it wasn’t in Denver or Jay’s house. His plans for returning to town aren't just to buy companies.He wanted to reconnect with his old acquaintances, too.“Thanks,” Oliver told the taxi driver, giving him a few bucks, before he drove away.Now, he was in front of a big house. It has a theme of black, white, and a little touch of silver.It didn’t look like the houses of rich people in town, but at the same time, it exudes elegance and power.Oliver clicked the button beside the black gate, and suddenly, the camera in the middle pointed at him, analyzing his face.“Is this Nathan Stuart’s residence?” Oliver asked on the camera, knowing that a person is looking right through it.But suddenly, a familiar voice cut through the silence.“Who are you?” a man in a baritone asked, the confusion evident in his tone.Oliver turned around, and to be honest, he didn’t need to do that.He already knew who the person talking to him w

Rebecca leaned forward slightly, curiosity flickering behind her eyes as she looked at Oliver.“So what now? You buy their companies, and then what? Walk away?”Hearing those words, Oliver smirked. “Walking away is never a part of the plan, and this isn’t just revenge.” He paused, then spoke again. “This is a message.”Nate’s brows furrowed, his face laced with confusion. “To whom?”“To everyone who thinks they can mess with the people I care about and get away with it.”A brief silence followed again, heavier this time.Then, Rebecca slowly let out a breath and leaned back. “Remind me never to cross you.”“You won’t,” Oliver replied, flashing a small grin. “You’re not my enemy, but an ally. And also, you wouldn’t dare. I just know it.”Rebecca shot him a deadpan look.“I said that not because I’m scared.” She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “I just don’t want to see Seraphine show up at my house, mad like a wild lioness.”That made Nate laugh, tension easing slightly.“I’ve ne

“Be careful,” Seraphine told him, her tone low and pleading. “Those people you’re fighting with aren’t ordinary ones. You don’t even know who’s pulling the strings.”“I know,” Oliver answered, nodding. “But I’ll discover their identities. Not now, but soon.”“And while you’re doing it, make sure no one can catch up to you,” Seraphine reminded him. “Don’t trust anyone, Oliver. That’s what I did, and I survived.”Oliver’s jaw clenched upon hearing those words.He could hear Seraphine’s voice and breathing hardening on the other line, and at the same time, it infuriated him.‘Seraphine had experienced too many hardships in those three years for her to think like this,’ Oliver thought, gritting his teeth. ‘And I wasn’t even there for her.’Oliver paused for a moment, then answered after a few seconds.“Alright. I will do that.” His tone was low, and his eyes narrowed upon noticing something in the streets.He spoke again, “You should rest as well, Sera. Sleep tight with Anastasia beside y

His boss had his brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”“With the intensity of his kick, I almost thought that he wasn’t a human,” the man explained, his voice low.“It’s like he possesses extraordinary strength.”The silence filled the conversation as his boss didn’t answer.However, his boss clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, pondering upon something deeper, something that the man couldn’t decipher.“This is bad. He should be weaker as time went by, not stronger,” his boss said, his voice dangerously low.“What could be triggering him?”“Sir?” the man asked, not being able to follow through his boss’ mumbles.“Nothing.” His boss shook his head. “Is there anything else you noticed about him?”The man didn’t answer immediately as he caressed his chin, his eyes narrowing as he returned to the scenario earlier.“He looks younger,” the man mumbled. “Three years have passed. He should have aged as it was a long time, but he didn’t…”His voice trailed off, not because he didn’t know