The phone rang only once before Marisa's voice came through.
She sounded concerned. "Oliver, what's going on? Did you finish handling your things?"
Oliver sighed with relief, replying, "Yeah, it's done. You need to come pick me up."
"Pick you up? What happened? How did it go?" Marisa's voice was tense with worry.
Oliver was relieved.
Though he had sounded confident when Jake and Melissa grilled him earlier, he hadn't been so sure.
But hearing Marisa's worry now put him at ease.
In a low voice, Oliver explained, "Lewis kicked me out of the house. But don't worry, Marisa, we'll bounce back!"
"What?! Kicked you out? That's outrageous! When you say 'bounce back,' you have a plan, right? What's your next move?"
"Of course. I haven't spent all these years in business for nothing. I've got connections and resources. Just give me the money, and we'll rebuild my empire."
