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The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 167. OLIVER'S RESOLVE AMID THE WOLVES
The gala buzzed with polite conversation and the clinking of glasses, but Oliver’s confrontation with Donovan lingered in his mind. As he navigated the sea of influential guests, his presence drew both curiosity and disdain—a man once imprisoned, now holding his head high among the elite.“Oliver Roberts,” a voice laced with derision called from behind. Turning, Oliver faced Alexander Sterling, a prominent financier with a reputation for ruthless deals. Sterling’s smile didn’t reach his eyes as he extended a hand. “Still fighting to clean up your family’s mess, I see.”Oliver shook his hand, his grip firm. “Good to see you too, Alexander. Still clinging to old narratives, I see.”Sterling chuckled, his tone dripping with mockery. “Narratives or facts? The Roberts name doesn’t carry the weight it used to. Surprised you even got an invite tonight.”Oliver’s jaw tightened, but he kept his composure. “Some of us are here to contribute to society, Alexander. Not just leech off it.”Sterlin
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 168. THE WAR BEGINS
Oliver Roberts stepped away from Donovan, his jaw tight as the weight of their confrontation lingered. The gala continued around them, a swirl of laughter, clinking glasses, and whispered conversations. But Oliver’s mind was elsewhere—on the larger game being played and the people who sought to undermine him.As he turned to leave the gathering, a voice stopped him in his tracks. "Well, well, if it isn’t the infamous Oliver Roberts," sneered a man standing near the bar.Oliver turned to face a tall, sharp-featured man with salt-and-pepper hair and a tailored suit that screamed old money. Graham Whitaker, a long-time critic of Oliver and his methods, smirked as he approached. “Surprised to see you here, Roberts. I thought you’d be too busy patching up that sinking ship of yours.""Graham," Oliver said evenly, his expression unreadable. "Still clinging to outdated metaphors, I see."Whitaker chuckled, clearly enjoying the verbal sparring. "Outdated or not, it seems fitting. You’ve been
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTE 169. THE FIRST STRIKE
Oliver’s eyes scanned the gala room as the main event began, his thoughts a storm of determination. He knew Donovan wouldn’t back down easily, and the stakes were rising with every passing moment. As he turned to leave Donovan’s side, a mocking voice caught his attention.“Well, well, if it isn’t Oliver Roberts, the so-called genius who let his empire crumble before his eyes.”Oliver’s jaw tightened as he turned to face the speaker. Margaret Hastings, a prominent investor with a reputation for being ruthlessly critical, stood there, her gaze sharp and condescending.“Margaret,” Oliver said evenly, masking his irritation. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”Margaret let out a humorless laugh. “Pleasure? Hardly. I’m just here to observe how far you’ll fall before someone else picks up the pieces of Hoshier.”“Careful, Margaret,” Oliver replied coolly. “Your investment portfolio still depends on Hoshier’s success, last I checked.”Her smirk wavered for a moment, but she recovered quickly.
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 170. EX-LOVER?
Oliver Roberts sat at the head of the dining table, his gaze fixed on Elena as she served the roasted chicken she had prepared. The room was filled with the comforting aroma of spices, but Oliver’s focus was entirely on his wife’s thoughtful movements. The soft lighting cast a warm glow over her delicate features, making her look even more radiant in her simple but elegant outfit.As they began to eat, Elena broke the comfortable silence. “Oliver, I received an invitation today.”Oliver raised an eyebrow, cutting into his chicken. “An invitation? To what?”“A wedding,” she replied, her tone casual, but her eyes studied him carefully. “My ex-lover’s wedding.”Oliver froze momentarily, his fork halfway to his mouth. He quickly masked his surprise with a slight smile. “Oh? That’s… unexpected.”Elena sighed, setting her fork down. “The wedding is tomorrow night, and he sent me an invitation.”Oliver leaned back in his chair, digesting the information. “And you’re thinking about going?”“O
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTE 171. BY HIS SIDE
The grand ballroom exuded opulence, with its glittering chandeliers and polished marble floors. Elena and Oliver finally entered the venue together, arm in arm, their earlier ordeal with security momentarily set aside. Heads turned as Elena’s graceful presence caught the attention of the guests. Her dark emerald gown shimmered under the soft golden lights, perfectly complementing Oliver’s tailored black tuxedo. Despite the whispers and glances, they proceeded confidently.Elena leaned closer to Oliver, her voice soft. “I’m sorry for what happened earlier. I can’t believe they treated you like that.”“Don’t worry about it,” Oliver replied, forcing a smile. “Let’s focus on making the most of tonight.”They made their way to a quiet corner where a few acquaintances of Elena greeted them warmly. Among them was Samantha, Elena’s old college friend.“Elena! You look stunning,” Samantha exclaimed before her eyes shifted to Oliver. “And this must be your husband. It’s lovely to finally meet yo
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 172. THE TENSION
The evening passed slowly, but the lingering tension between Oliver and David remained like a weight in the air. When the couple finally returned to their penthouse, the momentary peace of their private space felt like a temporary respite. Elena had reassured him again that she had moved on, that David was simply a relic of the past, but Oliver couldn’t entirely silence the gnawing discomfort inside him.The next day, after a quiet breakfast, they went out to a local café. They settled into a cozy corner with soft lighting and a warm ambiance, hoping to unwind from the prior night’s drama. Oliver tried to focus on the moment, but his mind kept drifting back to the event.As they were leaving the café, a man in his early forties approached them, dressed in a sharp suit. He had a confident air about him, carrying himself with an unspoken authority.“Elena,” Jack greeted her warmly, flashing a wide smile. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I see you’ve found yourself someone new.”Oliver cou
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 173. MORE ENOUGH
The tension from the café incident lingered throughout the day. Although Elena tried her best to cheer Oliver up with soft words and occasional touches, he couldn’t shake the frustration of being belittled. The encounter with that man had left a bitter taste in his mouth, and he couldn’t understand why people felt the need to treat him that way. It wasn’t like he had asked to be put in a position of confrontation.As evening drew near, Elena suggested they go to a charity gala to help take their minds off things. The venue was lavish, and the atmosphere was filled with rich chatter and clinking glasses. Guests in elegant gowns and sharp tuxedos moved gracefully between tables, exchanging pleasantries. Elena’s presence at the event immediately drew attention, and Oliver couldn’t help but feel proud as they made their entrance.Yet, he was still unsettled. His thoughts kept returning to the earlier confrontation and the people who seemed to think they had the right to belittle him. Elen
The Awakening Of Oliver Roberts CHAPTER 174. RISING ABOVE THE SCORN
As the car sped away from the gala, the silence between Oliver and Elena grew thick. Elena could sense that despite his composed demeanor, the fire of anger still burned inside Oliver. She reached for his hand, her fingers gently brushing against his.“You don’t have to hold it in, you know,” she said softly. “If you want to talk about it, I’m here.”Oliver let out a dry chuckle, shaking his head. “What’s there to talk about, Elena? It’s the same thing every time. People like Vanessa think they can walk all over me because of where I came from, and I’m just supposed to take it?”“You don’t have to take it,” Elena replied firmly. “You stood your ground back there. That’s what matters.”Oliver’s lips twitched into a bitter smile. “Yeah, but what’s the point? People like her will never stop. They’ll always find a reason to remind me that I don’t belong in their world.”Elena opened her mouth to respond but was cut off by the sudden ringing of Oliver’s phone. He glanced at the screen and
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CHAPTER 206. I LOVE YOU
The ride back was silent. Not because they had nothing to say, but because words felt unnecessary.Elena sat beside Oliver in the car, her fingers resting lightly on her lap. She wasn’t shaking, wasn’t afraid anymore—but the weight of the night still pressed against her.Oliver drove with one hand on the wheel, his other resting on the console between them. His presence alone made her feel safe.After a while, Elena exhaled. “You’re too calm.”Oliver glanced at her, smirking. “Would you rather I panic?”She huffed. “I was kidnapped, Oliver.”“I noticed.”“Held hostage.”“I was there.”“Almost had my throat slit.”Oliver’s jaw tightened just slightly. “And I handled it.”Elena turned to him, studying his profile. His sharp jawline, his unwavering expression.“You always do,” she murmured.Oliver didn’t reply, but his fingers—resting between them—twitched.Elena hesitated, then slowly reached out, linking her pinky with his.Oliver’s hand stiffened for a brief moment.Then, he turned hi
CHAPTER 205. ELENA'S KIDNAPPING.
"Mr. Roberts, we have a problem."Amelia’s voice was sharp over the phone. Oliver had just finished a business meeting when she called, and from the tension in her tone, he knew it wasn’t a minor issue.Oliver exhaled. "Speak."There was a brief pause before she dropped the bombshell."Elena’s been taken."Oliver stopped walking. His fingers tightened slightly around the phone. “Who?”Amelia hesitated. “A man named Vincent Moreau. French arms dealer. One of the last allies Harrington had left.”Oliver’s jaw clenched, but his voice remained calm. “His demands?”“He wants you to transfer fifty percent of Hoshier’s European assets to his name by midnight.”A mistake.Vincent Moreau had no idea who he was dealing with.Oliver inhaled slowly. “Where is she?”“We traced the call to a warehouse in the East District. It’s heavily guarded.”Oliver didn’t hesitate. “Send me the location.”“Sir, I can mobilize our team—”“No.” Oliver’s voice was sharp. “This is personal.”Amelia hesitated but ob
CHAPTER 204. NEVER LOST
“You lost the moment you thought you could use her against me, Calloway.”Oliver’s voice was quiet, almost casual, yet every syllable carried the weight of an undeniable truth.Raymond struggled against Oliver’s grip, but it was useless. His body trembled—not from the physical pain, but from the realization sinking into his bones. He had never stood a chance.Oliver loosened his hold just enough for Raymond to breathe, but his next words made the man’s blood run cold.“Tell me, Calloway… how do you want this to end?”Raymond swallowed, his mind racing. He had no moves left. No allies. No escape.His last shred of arrogance faltered, replaced by raw desperation. “I—I was just following Harrington’s lead. He’s the one who—”Oliver let out a quiet exhale, cutting him off with a simple, measured sentence.“Harrington is already handled.”Raymond’s eyes widened. “What?”A soft buzzing noise filled the room. Oliver reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and tilted the screen toward
CHAPTER 203. ERUPTED INTO CHAOS
Raymond’s hands trembled as he scrolled through the endless flood of news reports, each one spelling his doom in bold, damning headlines. His phone buzzed non-stop—calls from investors, board members, and desperate executives, all demanding answers he didn’t have.His breath came in short, sharp gasps. This wasn’t just an attack. This was an execution.His gaze snapped to Elliot Mercer, who remained seated, completely unfazed. The smirk on Elliot’s face sent a wave of rage coursing through Raymond’s veins.“You think this is funny?” Raymond’s voice was hoarse, barely above a growl. “You think I’m just going to sit here and let Oliver destroy me?”Elliot exhaled, setting his drink down with a quiet clink. He leaned back, crossing his legs leisurely. “Oh, you misunderstand, Calloway. It’s not about letting him destroy you. It’s about the fact that you can’t stop him.”Raymond slammed a fist against the bar. The few patrons around them turned to glance, sensing the tension but knowing be
CHAPTER 202. DAMAGE CONTROL
Raymond sat frozen in his chair, his hands clenched into fists as the weight of his downfall pressed down on him like a mountain. His empire, his power—everything he had built over the years had crumbled in mere minutes.His phone buzzed again, and with shaky fingers, he picked it up. A flood of messages from his board members, investors, and executives filled the screen. They were panicking. Some demanded explanations, others threatened to withdraw their support. His assistant sent a message—Mr. Calloway, we need immediate damage control. The media is asking questions.Raymond’s vision blurred as rage bubbled inside him. All because of one man.Oliver Roberts.The name now echoed in his head like a curse.Raymond had underestimated him, just like everyone else had. He had seen Oliver as nothing more than a quiet, unremarkable businessman, someone who got lucky in the corporate world. But now, he understood the truth.Oliver was far from ordinary.Raymond sucked in a sharp breath and f
CHAPTER 201. AN UNMATCHED ENEMY
Raymond’s breath caught in his throat. His palms were damp, his fingers gripping the edge of his desk. Oliver Roberts was here. In his office.He barely had time to compose himself before the door swung open.Oliver walked in with the ease of a man who owned the building, despite the fact that it belonged to Raymond. He was calm, his dark eyes scanning the office without the slightest hint of urgency. He wasn’t here to negotiate. He was here to watch Raymond crumble.Raymond straightened in his chair, masking his nerves with arrogance. “Mr. Roberts,” he greeted coolly, though his voice wavered just enough to betray his unease.Oliver said nothing at first. He merely stepped closer, his gaze locking onto Raymond’s with the weight of something far more dangerous than anger—certainty.“You’ve been quite busy,” Oliver finally said, his tone casual.Raymond forced a smirk. “I like to stay informed about my competitors.”Oliver chuckled, the sound low and unimpressed. “Competitor?” He tilte
CHAPTER 200. WARNING IN PERSON
Raymond Calloway sat frozen, his fingers tightening around the black business card as if it were a ticking time bomb. His expensive watch, his custom-tailored suit—none of it mattered now. He had made the mistake of mocking a man who could wipe his company out of existence with a single decision.The café once filled with his laughter, now felt suffocatingly silent. The people who had been laughing along with him avoided eye contact. His so-called friends shifted uncomfortably, realizing they had aligned themselves with the wrong side.One of them, a man named Darren, coughed awkwardly. “Uh… Ray, man, you good?”Raymond barely heard him. His mind was spinning.Oliver Roberts.The president of Hoshier Corporation.A man who held more power in his hands than Raymond ever could.And he had insulted him. Mocked him. Treated him like some insignificant nobody.His pride burned. His fists clenched. But he wouldn’t apologize.No. He refused to bow.Raymond slammed the business card onto the
CHAPTER 199. UNDERESTIMATE THE WRONG MAN
Horizon Café was unusually crowded that evening. Oliver Roberts sat at a quiet corner table, sipping his black coffee, his fingers lazily tapping against the wooden surface. He had always preferred places like this—quiet, ordinary, unassuming. A place where no one looked twice at a man in a simple dark coat and well-fitted jeans.Unfortunately, not everyone shared his sense of discretion.A loud, arrogant laugh filled the air, followed by the clatter of an expensive watch hitting the table."Look at this," a voice sneered. "Genuine gold, straight from Italy. Have you ever seen something this fine?"Oliver didn't look up. He didn't need to. He already knew the type."Come on, tell me you’ve seen something better," the voice continued, a clear attempt to impress whoever was with him. "I bet you haven't. People like you don’t even know where to get real gold."Oliver exhaled slowly, eyes still fixed on his cup.The voice belonged to Raymond Calloway, a man whose wealth was built on inher
CHAPTER 198. SMART CHOICE
The city lights flickered against the cracked windshield as Oliver drove in silence.Elena kept glancing at him, waiting for a reaction.The attack, the car chase, the cryptic message—most men would be shaken.But Oliver Roberts wasn’t like most men.He didn’t look angry. He didn’t look worried.He looked bored.That terrified her more than anything.Finally, she broke the silence.“That was a message, wasn’t it?”Oliver exhaled through his nose. “It was a test.”Elena frowned. “A test?”Oliver nodded, gripping the steering wheel. “They wanted to see how I’d react. If I panicked. If I ran.”His fingers tapped against the dashboard.“They wanted to see if I was really the man people whisper about.”Elena swallowed. “And?”Oliver smirked. “Now they know.”***They pulled up to a private parking lot.The moment they stepped out, a man in a black suit was already waiting for them.No words were exchanged.Just a nod.Oliver returned the gesture before turning to Elena. “Go home.”Elena’s
