Final Book in the Opulence Series!
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❝Forgive me❞
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After Nora left him, Oliver was sad and angry.
Then Charlie came back into his life.
Now he's sad, angry and confused.
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Oliver Scott. A name synonymous with entitlement. The golden child...
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"You drove while drunk?! Oliver, you could have killed someone!"
Oliver stared at his father as he once again gave him one of his infamous 'you're a screw-up' speeches. He pretended to nod in agreement every once in a while but the truth was he was too hungover to comprehend what he was saying.
"If it wasn't for the chauffeur cleaning up the mess, you'd be in jail! This is serious! You're lucky to be alive!"
Oliver closed his eyes to restrict the amount of light searing through his pupils and remained still as to not upset his fragile stomach.
"I have to go to a party tonight but tomorrow I'm going to stay the night-"
"A party? What party?"
Oliver was in the mood for a party.
"It's your godfather's fiftieth birthday. He's having a small gathering at a hotel."
Oliver's godfather, Alexander Nillson, was Ed Scott's best friend. They had known each other since college and were like brothers. Alexander had founded his own publishing house and he was always so busy that Oliver was surprised he even had time for a party.
"What time?"
Ed was about to tell him before he quickly shut his mouth and looked at his son suspiciously. "You're not thinking of going are you?"
"Obviously I'm going. He's my godfather."
Ed sighed. "It's not a good idea for you to go. Not in your condition. You're going to be surrounded by alcohol and it's just not the best environment for you."
He wanted to go even more now that his father was against it.
"Fine. I won't go," He lied easily.
Ed smiled unknowingly. "It's going to be a hard journey to overcome your addictions but it'll be worth it in the end. And I promise you I'll be with you every step of the way."
Oliver pulled out his phone while his father continued to drone about recovery and with a few clicks he found out the time and location of Alexander's party. His godfather had the best taste in alcohol and Oliver's mouth was already salivating at the thought.
"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" Ed finally said, ending his speech.
You'll see me tonight.
"Yup. Tomorrow."
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Oliver entered the vast party venue with a bottle of bourbon in his hand. His godfather had gone all out for his party and the place was swarming with people. He recognised a few famous celebrities; best seller authors, actors that acted in book adaptations and a few famous but random connections Alexander must have had. Most importantly he recognised his father at the far end of the hall and he made sure to avoid him so as to not get spotted.
