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OLIVER

I picked up a napkin on the table and proceeded to wipe my face, "In all my years, I never thought you could actually feel fear, Mr. Wright." an old name I used to call him before I 'proved' myself worthy of being his grandchild.

Yet the old man still never hesitated to slam me with the 'you're not my son' card. He was always quick to deny him.

Watching him now, he was no more than a whiny baby who craved attention.

"Relax," I dumped the napkin on the table after wiping my face but my suit was half soaked. I made a mental note to contact his assistant to get me a replacement from his bank account.

"She doesn't remember a thing."

His eyes flashed with more anger. "You think I don’t know that little bitch is looking for a way to get her hands on that property which I know you bought a long time ago under a false name!"

"I appreciate the fact that you think so highly of me. You must think I take after you-"

"Quit the flattering, boy. Now hand over the properties document!" As soon
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