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The taxi rolled to a slow stop before the enormous gates of the Sterling mansion. For a moment, Oliver didn't move. He simply sat in the back seat, staring through the window as the gates began to open. The heavy iron doors parted slowly, revealing a long driveway that seemed to stretch endlessly into the distance. Beyond it stood the mansion, enormous and pristine, its white exterior glowing beneath the afternoon light. Tall windows reflected the sky, perfectly trimmed hedges lin

Soon and very soon. Keep your fingers crossed and hold on to your seat 💺

I've been kind to all my main characters 😜

More questions and the need for answers. I'm equally invested in this and hope Oliver is gonna be successful in his mission. But remember, it's gonna be hard to become Adrian because he doesn't know much about his twin anymore and how he acted around these people plus the dangers

More is coming 😜 😜 😜 😜

Stay tuned. Everything will unravel and very soon, all I can tell you is hold on to your seat because this ride is gonna be bumpy

Sixteen years earlier. * The schoolyard had grown strangely quiet. Most of the students had already disappeared into their classrooms, their voices muffled behind the walls as lessons resumed. Somewhere nearby, a teacher was speaking, the words indistinct through the closed windows, while the occasional scrape of a chair or burst of laughter escaped into the corridor. Oliver sat alone outside the classroom. He was only ten years old. His knees were pulled toward his ches

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So much to be uncovered, but welcome onboard and stay tuned

Thank you so much. More is to come since we don't know who is who in this new series.

😂 Let me mystery continue. And welcome onboard

After his wealthy twin brother dies under mysterious circumstances, Oliver assumes his identity to uncover the truth. But Adrian’s glamorous life is filled with secrets, enemies, and betrayals—and the deeper Oliver gets, the harder it becomes to tell where the deception ends and his new life begins.

The building was silent. Not the peaceful kind of silence that came with an empty house at midnight, but a suffocating silence—the kind that seemed to have weight, pressing against the walls and settling deep inside the chest. Rows upon rows of cardboard boxes filled the vast warehouse. Some were stacked nearly to the ceiling, while others sat carelessly on the concrete floor, surrounded by rolls of plastic, discarded packaging, wooden crates, rusted metal frames, and pipes that had pr

I agree and please, watch this space 😁

I'm humbled by this @Modified Cub Thank you so much.... This means a lot