Oliver Swift Dialtown Novels & Stories

Burt is one of the few people in this town that does not hold Owen accountable for his family's actions, to which Owen is grateful. “Who is your lady friend?” Burt asks with a sly smile and Owen turns red. Olivia just chuckles, reaching out a slender hand to him for a shake. “Olivia Jordan, sir. Nice to meet you.” “Nice to meet you, as well, hun. The name's Burt Castrem, but you can call me Burt.” She nods and he turns to Owen, focusing on business. “We sold out.” “What?” Owen asks, surprised by the news. Every piece that he sold to Burt has been sold. That means that both he and Burt have both made a pretty penny off of the sales.

He didn't who that man was but he didn't like him around Claire. In his car, Oliver relived the conversation. He wanted to speak with her some more, it seems she was doing well on her own. But he knew she would turn him down and evade any form of interaction with him. He picked up his phone and called Curtis, his lawyer. "Get me everything I need to know about Auxton Oaks and...Hola Sips" **

We watch TV until 8 pm. I have 25 missed calls from Tay; I ignore them and save Chad’s number. Future and Andrew walk to Future's room. I make my way to the small balcony and dial Chad’s number, and he answers on the first ring. “Chad Brown speaking?” “Hey, it’s Olivia,” “Oh hey, so have you thought about my offer?” he asks. “Straight to the point, huh? And yes, I thought about it and it would be my pleasure to work with you.” I tell him as I lean on the balcony.

At first glance, Jeanette knew that this person was definitely somebody. "Excuse me, are you…" Jeanette was stunned. "I'm Olivia Gardner." Jeanette’s heart sank. She thought she looked familiar earlier, and she was right. Was it a thing for women to just go right at it now? Jeanette straightened her back and was on her guard. However, Olivia just smiled sweetly. "Are you the Godfrey family’s nanny? Well, Damon left his cell phone in my car. I couldn't contact him, so I had to send it to his house."

Steven Ross, her husband, stood up and was about to ask questions, but Linda already walked in with Oliver’s arms around her waist, smiling shyly as Oliver greeted, “Mr. and Mrs. Ross, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you. My name is Oliver Winters.” The look on their faces was priceless as Mr. Ross asked, “Oliver Winters from NL Towers? You are the one Mr. Legend sent on the blind date?” Oliver smiled and responded, “I am.”

I watched the interaction between them with a slight curve at the corner of my lips. Holding the lead rope around her neck, I led her out of the stable. Leaving her with Stella, I walked back into the stable, spotting Aaron in front of a brown horse, holding out a half-bitten apple to it. I arched a brow, walking towards them. The horse naturally spotting me before the stable boy. “Lord Oliver,” he stumbled snapping his gaze to mine, his arm still held out towards the horse. “How many times do I need to remind you to just call me Oliver?”

Oliver ordered, his eyes narrowing as the air around him turned cold. "So, are you and Claire like back together now?" Dante asked, looking at the older man standing next to him. Oliver was a big brother to all the younger ones who were born later after he joined the Ford family. Everyone looked up to him. Dante often went over to the Ford mansion during school holidays. He was Evelyn Ford's agemate and also, her best friend. Oliver smiled despite the turmoil in his heart. He nodded and said, "She's the only one who can be my wife."

“Are you okay today? Do you feel unwell?” Sophia shook her head. “I’m fine, you don’t have to worry about me. Nathan, my father mentioned you were planning to build a shopping mall together, right?” “Yeah.” “I just remembered something. Olivia’s father seems to own a piece of land next to yours. I heard he also plans to build a shopping center. If that’s true, won’t you face a lot of competition?” Nathan suddenly became alert. “Who told you that?” “Chloe told me. Olivia is now working at Starlight Entertainment. She let this slip. Chloe heard it and then told me.”

Then, she dialed John’s number. “Where are you?” Knowing that Zyla was dead and that Ian was now in a vegetative state, John did not dare to see Olivia. All he wanted to do now was find out who was backing Dorothy. However, after two days of investigating, he found nothing. It cheered him up when Olivia took the initiative to call him. “The villa on the outskirts of town.” “Okay, I’ll be there.” After a pause, she added, “You’d better be alone.” With that, she hung up the call and drank the wine.

“Cynthia. I just…why haven’t you answered my texts? I’ve called you so many times.” Oliver keeps talking, but I ignore him, quietly cleaning up. He doesn’t seem to mind, whispering at me. “I kept trying to tell you. I…really didn’t want it to come out this way, okay? It’s just…I’m dating Danielle because of her dad. He owns the Parlevoue Penguins, and if she puts in a good word for me, I have a real chance at this!” He keeps going, even after I stand up, taking my tray to the nearest trash can to throw the food that hadn’t splattered on me away.