Olive was not only bewildered but also dumbfounded. She quickly shook her head thinking they were trying to make a fool out of her.
"No aunt. I went into the room and slept with that stranger" Still holding her cheek, Olive confirmed but Luca only snorted. "The investor called that he waited for you in the room but you never showed up! How could you be so dimwit to not do this right?" Luca scolded, she was only a year older than Olive and three years younger than Adeline. Olive quickly stood up from the floor, her cheeks had the prints of Maggie's fingers on her face "I went to that hotel, I walked into room number 099 as told and I—" "Wait. Room 099??" Maggie bellowed and Olive nodded after a while. Maggie stamped her feet on the tiled floor "Can't you comprehend a thing?? The number written on that paper is 066, how could you turn the paper upside down??" Luca shook her head, amused by Olive's stupidity. Olive's face turned ghastly as the realization dawned on her. Her eyes grew incredibly hot, her voice was shaky as she asked "What about my mom's hospital fees?" Her question only earned her another free slap from Maggie "You still have the cheek to ask for that after you failed to do your work??!! The audacity!" Olive immediately fell on her knees "Please ma'am. I will do it again, but my mom has just a few hours left else she-she might die" She broke down as her last statement left her lips. "Who wants to die, should die!" The cold voice from her uncle came from the back, startling Olive. Maggie smiled when her husband came in and Luca just remained standing at the side. Coming to face Olive, Mr Brown Anderson repeated slowly and cruelly "I said...Who wants to die, should die!!" With that, he kicked Olive and She fell from her knees, clutching her belly that was kicked, her face twisted in pain, and a single tear escaped her swollen eyes. Not looking at her anymore, her uncle turned to face his wife and daughter "Get that young lady to work. Meanwhile, clear this place, Luca's husband is on his way" Hearing that her soon-to-be husband was coming, Luca's face immediately lit up and she clapped excitedly, a smile was on Maggie's face. Happy her two daughters found wealthy men to get married to. "Mom, I'll go dress up now" Luca skipped out of sight as she made to go prepare herself to look good for him, her father was the one who arranged this man for her and from what she heard....he was from a very wealthy background. Her uncle pointed at Olive "You go make yourself useful by going to prepare tea for the guests." Olive wiped her tears, her face were red as she held onto her stomach she was sure that his kick had left a wound. Maggie chimed in "I'll oversee the work in the kitchen to make sure everything is perfect for the important guests" With that, she also left. Olive sluggishly walked over to the kitchen too to start preparing tea for the people that were coming. ☆☆☆☆☆☆ A few Minutes Later, Maggie and her husband smiled warmly as the two men walked into the living room. "Welcome, Mr. Smith and Secretary Scott. Thank you for gracing us with your presence" Mr Brown Anderson said as he led the way to the couch. "Good day, Mr. And Mrs Anderson. Thank you for the warm welcome" Logan Smith said as his eyes danced around the place. He turned to look at Scott with a knowing look and Scott gave him a side look too before they all seated on the couches available in the spacious living room. "Well, Mr And Mrs Anderson. I am a busy man as you both know so I would love it if we go straight to the issue at hand. Can I see my soon-to-be bride now?" Logan Smith inquired while looking at them with probing eyes and Maggie cleared her throat. "Sure" Both couples nodded in agreement and Maggie stood up to go call Luca A few seconds later, The mother and daughter walked right into the room. "Hello, Mr Logan Smith, My name is Luca Anderson and you are welcome to my lovely home," Luca said with a flirtatious grin on her face as she walked in. She wore a green body-fitted gown that exposed her cleavage, and the top of her boobs were revealed. Her heavy makeup made her look different. Logan nodded and Luca made to sit on the next couch close to him. Logan turned to look at Scott again, and Scott shook his head. A few minutes before they came, Scott had gotten info about the woman Logan had a one-night stand with, and from what they got, it stated that she was a member of the Anderson family. They also spotted her necklace on the bedsheets and her name was boldly written on the chain 'Olive Anderson' it looked like a present given to her. "Feel free to ask her any questions you may want to know and also...She's a graduate from a prestigious university" Mr brown Anderson added with a glee smile. Logan nodded absentmindedly. Just then, Olive walked right into the living room with a tray in her hand to serve them tea. She couldn't find a concealer earlier to hide her bruises so she let her hair down to cover her face. She dropped the cup of tea in front of Mr and Mrs Anderson, she also dropped a cup for Luca. While doing all that, Logan's discerning eyes followed her every moment, Scott was more interested in the tea she was serving due to the wafting sweet aroma from it. Olive turned to give The important guests their cups of tea too, her head was lowered but Logan was quick to spot the bruises on her cheeks and he raised just his forefinger to push her hair to see the bruises. Olive flinched as she took a step back in shock, Scott gasped lowly when he saw the bruises and handprints on her face and Maggie quickly butted in. "Olive, what are you doing standing there??. Get lost!!" Olive quickly bowed her head to apologize, Logan's eyes followed her every movement, her side profile sent flashes of memories to him and his suspicions were proven right when he sighted the Crystal mark on her neck. Logan quickly turned to look at Scott, his eyes shone as he nodded, confirming to Scott that she was the woman from last night. Olive made to leave the place in such a hurry that she didn't notice that Luca had stretched out her leg intentionally and she tripped and fell on her face. Luca hid her smile and Mr Brown Anderson stood up "You silly fool" he stood up and matched towards Olive whose face turned ghastly, she quickly sat on the floor and shut her eyes in fear. Maggie also stood up along with everyone else, Mr Anderson raised his hand to slap Olive but a thunderous voice rang out in the room. "Do not lay your hand on her!!" Logan scowled and Scott just remained standing close to him. Mr Anderson's hand stopped in midair as he turned to face Logan who glared at him, Luca stepped forward to explain to Logan that Olive was a pest that should be dealt with but Logan raised his hand to stop her and she immediately shut her mouth. Logan stepped forward and walked towards the trembling Olive on the floor, her face was stained with streaming tears. Logan's authoritative voice descended into the room "Olive Anderson. You have less than four minutes to choose...." Olive ogled at him with her lips opened in astonishment but he continued "....Be my bride or Stay behind with this family. Cause I'll be leaving very soon and when I want to leave, I want to go with you! The ball is in your court so choose quickly. Your time starts now!"The garden was quiet now. Warm breeze move the flowers behind them and the sounds of crickets filled the night. It was dark already and the moon and fire set up served as the only source of lighting. Everyone sat around a table, close to each other, with big smiles on their faces. Lilian sit in her wheelchair, soft blanket on her lap. She look peaceful while talking to Olive who was beside her. Mrs. Smith laugh at something Damien said. “You boys never change,” she said. Mr. Smith nod, sipping wine. “Well, at least they're laughing now. It's been a long road.” Adam Taylor sit nearby, watching his daughter, Olive. He smile proud. “And she’s qstronger now,” he said. Dain raise his glass to the air. “To new beginnings.” Derek added, “To family.” Damien grinned from ear to ear, “To love.” They all laugh and clinked glasses together while cheering along. Olive sit quietly, holding her baby, Iris. The little one was just four months old, but her presence brought peace to everyone. S
Beeping sounds flooded into Olive's head, disrupting her sleep. The noise from something like a heart monitor and chatters seemed to be serving as a disturbance. People seemed to be talking at a far distance. Sometimes it faded into a blur but other times, it felt too loud. Too loud that it was messing with her. She wanted to growl out some complaints and tell them to tune down the voices in her head. Olive tried to move her lips but it felt more difficult than moving a mountain. Her lips seemed to have been glued or tied with a gag. Just then, a sickening exhaustion came from far deep inside of her, swallowing her consciousness. dragging her into a dark abyss, her ears tuning out every sound. A few hours later, Olive seemed to be jolted. Questions formed in her head but to pry her eyes open was sort of impossible. She couldn't even control her body anymore. As if she was in the body of someone else— She felt a squeeze on her hand, the hot touch almost made her flinch but her
Logan had a dark look on his face as he stared at the Italian man who was smirking back at him. Damien and the others joined to search the ship and till now,they couldn't find anything. The search went on and the sea police officers were beginning to give up the search. "Nothing yet." Derek whispered to Logan while glaring at the Italian man who looked like a thug. Behind the Italian man were several other men looking like gangsters. Logan hissed. The Italian man said something to his men in Italian language before facing Logan. "I hope you all are satisfied now??" His accent was getting in the way. Logan didn't indulge him. His eyes went to the Officers who came out. They shook their heads. " We found nothing,Sir." The head officer said with a straight face. Logan's eyes went to Damien for confirmation. Damien nods his head in agreement. Truly they found nothing. Logan's eyes sank. He threw a look at the Italian man who won't stop smirking as if that was his default expre
"Even if you kill me now, your daughter and your son's wife would still be killed. Trust me!" Mr Scott scoffed, as he struggled with the chains trapped in his hands behind him. The chair staggered as he tried to free himself. Mr Smith grinned as he stared at Mr Scott. Amelia was at the other side of the room, whimpering In fear. She never expected her father to go to so many lengths for her. Things had turned bloody and messy now. "What did you do to them??" Mr Smith asked. His hand glided against the small sharp knife in his hand, amusement flashing in his eyes. Eyes that held killing intents. He was now another badass old man. Not fickle or frail. He was sinister. Like a predator, looking at its prey with a delirious face. Mr Scott scoffed loudly. "Simple. I sold them off." Just as he said those words, the head of Elite team, Mr Crowd landed a punch on his face.Amelia screamed at the top of her lungs. "Dad!!" Her cries echoed in the dark room, in the middle of nowhere. A dung
"What's that?" A middle-aged man with white hair and a brown beard with a thick British accent spoke. He was standing in front of the ship with the sailor, his eyes narrowed. Several men with guns came out of the ship and stood with the British man. Their eyes caught the boats and ferries that had come near theirs. "Oh shit." They quickly recognized the men to be marine police and Coast Guard officers. The British man nudged the others. "Go hide your guns, fuckers! We can't afford to let anything happen." He whispered quickly. The men rushed back inside to inform the others who were playing cards inside the ship. "Marin police and coast guards caught up with us! Men." They quickly scattered to hide their weapons in the underground drawer. "Fuck fuck fuck." An Italian man grumbled. "How do they know that we would be smuggling some slaves across the sea today?? Mr Scott assured us that nothing was going to go wrong!" "He doesn't hold more power on the sea." Another man snar
"It can't be." Logan shoved the idea quickly. "Maverick and some men should check the southern shore and inspect that vehicle." "Okay, sir!" Derek and Dain quickly butted in. "We want to participate too." Damien stepped in. "Same here." Their faces were tightened in resolve. "Of course." Logan smiled warmly. "You trio, Scott, and a few others will come with me. Though we'll have to split up at some point." "What's the plan?" Logan quickly briefed them on the idea he had in mind. They gave their opinions and soon, all was set. Ready to go find their own. ☆☆☆☆☆☆ "You all set?" Mr Smith asked the few men he had assembled in his living room. The twenty men were dressed in all-black outfits. They were the Smith Elite teams, only controlled by Mr Smith. Logan had no control over them because their sole loyalty lies with the head of the family. It was a team passed down from generation to generation. If Mr Smith dies, the teams will start to answer to Logan who will be the hea