Chapter 10
Olivia gave a slight nod in acknowledgment.
“Ms. Summers, my apologies for what you’ve endured,” Beau said gravely before turning a sharp glare on Elena. “Ms. Summers is my honored guest. Insulting her is an insult to me.”
The crowd erupted in murmurs, shocked that Olivia could command such high–level connections.
Elena’s face drained of color. She stood there, stunned, unable to process what was happening.
Olivia rubbed her temples, her voice cool and detached. “Beau, does just anyone get to walk in here now?*
Beau stiffened, his face paling. “My deepest apologies. This oversight won’t happen again.”
“Olivia. Elena shrieked, still in denial. You think you’re untouchable just because you’ve latched onto Mr. White? You’re nothing without a man—*
Before she could finish. Beau’s foot lashed out, sending her crashing to the ground. “You insolent fool, how dare you speak to Ms. Summers that way?”
Elena clutched her stomach, gasping in shock.
Beau straightened his suit, looking down at her like she was trash. “Do you even realize who you’re dealing with? One word from Ms. Summers, and the WorldAid Charity Foundation will have a new director.”
The crowd went wild.
Who has that kind of power over the foundation? Who the hell is she?” someone whispered.
“I heard the rule. The biggest donor calls the shots. The foundation handles billions. Is she the real backer?”
“But isn’t Olivia just some charity case the Sherman family took in? Where’d she get that kind of money?”
Nearby, Cheryl stood frozen, her face twisted in disbelief. This isn’t how things are supposed to go. According to the book, Olivia should have been exposed for fraud by now, left homeless and wandering the streets of Hillarica.
Instead, my donations are about to go public, catapulting her to fame as the nation’s top philanthropist. How has Olivia become someone who could shake the entire foundation with a single word?”
Beau’s voice cut through the murmurs like a blade. ‘Ms. Summers isn’t just any member. She holds an SSS- tier with absolute authority and exclusive privileges.”
The WorldAid Charity Foundation’s auction tiers were no secret. A–level got you in the door. S–level unlocked the VIP section. But SSS+ was reserved for legends. In all of Hillarica and maybe the entire country, only Andrew Shea had ever held that rank.
Yet now, Olivia, the same girl dismissed as a penniless charity case, stood among them, wielding that impossible status.
Elena’s smirk faltered as the realization hit her. Panic flickered in her eyes, but pride kept her frorn backing down “Beau, how much did she pay you?” she sneered voice shrill “Everyone knows Andrew Shea is the only $55 member. You expect me to believe this nobody qualifies?
Beau shot her a ‘stop talking before you make it worse‘ glare She ignored it
Olivia hadn’t even bothered to argue Instead, she tapped her phone once. A massive screen thickered to life behind her, displaying a glowing SSS- membership certificate with her name etched in bold
“Elena” Olivy sand voice dripping with amusement. “Eyes working?”
Bena staggered back like shed been slapped This–this is impossible What the hell has she been doing all these years?
Beam didn’t wast for her to recover: “What now? As Ms. Sumners said expel her from the foundation Permanently. And blacklsi her from all events in Hillarica”
He turned to Olivia, deference in his love. “Unless you’d prefer another punishanera, Ms. Summers?”
Elena’s legs gave out just minutes ago, the’d been the daring of Hanna’s cine, basking in mution Now, she was nothing
12:19 PM P.
Chapter 10
Cheryl stared at Olivia’s face, her fear growing by the second. But she couldn’t just stand there. She had to do something. If she didn’t protect Elena, the Sherman family’s reputation would be destroyed.
With tears welling in her eyes, Cheryl rushed forward and bowed deeply. “Olivia, please… Elena didn’t mean any harm. Can’t you let this go, just this once? We were all family, after all.” Her trembling voice and pitiful expression tugged at the hearts of everyone watching.
But in the shadows, Cheryl allowed herself a small, smug smirk. Playing the victim always worked, and people couldn’t resist feeling sorry for her. It was one of the perks of being a transmigrator, her own little cheat code.
Olivia, however, wasn’t fooled. She pulled out a chair, crossed her legs, and leaned back, scrolling through her phone with an unreadable expression.
“So,” Olivia said casually, “I hear Ms. Sherman is quite the philanthropist?”
Beau, eager to please, jumped in. “Oh yes. She’s donated 10 million. She’s a real humanitarian. Word is she might even take over the WorldAid Charity Foundation soon.” He lowered his voice, leaning closer. “Maybe we should… go easy on her this time?”
Olivia shot him a look. “Beau, shut up.” He immediately clamped his mouth shut.
“10 million dollars,” Olivia mused, her voice cool and steady. “That’s impressive.”
Elena, still defiant, sneered. “That’s right. So you’d better let me go, or I’ll cut off every last donation.”
Olivia smiled, soft, sweet, and utterly terrifying. Anyone who knew her recognized that look.“Looks like I’ve been too lenient lately, letting frauds like this operate under WorldAid’s name.‘
“Funny thing,” Olivia said, tapping her phone. The screen lit up with rows of transaction records. On one side were Elena’s claims about making massive donations totaling 10 million dollars. On the other side was the truth, showing she had barely donated one hundred dollars.
The crowd erupted in gasps. No one could believe the beloved philanthropist Elena was actually a fraud, and such a blatant one at that.
“Ms. Sherman, is this real?”
“You bragged about ten million, but it was just pocket change? Come on, at least do some real donation.”
Elena’s legs gave out. She collapsed to the floor, face white. “It’s over…” she whispered.
Her perfect, charitable image was gone in an instant,
The victory was undeniably Olivia’s when her SSS+ membership came to light. The crowd didn’t know her exact background, but they knew power when they saw it. In an instant, the room turned in her favor.
“Ms. Sherman, shouldn’t you apologize to her?” someone called out.
“Yeah, weren’t you just saying you’d make her beg? What happened to that bravery?
“Quit stalling and get on with it.”
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