Chapter 392

"After the house is transferred to my name, I can retain your room, allowing you to live here, so there's no need for you to worry about becoming homeless," Oliver said, his tone laced with false benevolence. Charles’s voice cut through the tension. "As for the house, let's wait until my sister arrives." Oliver frowned, clearly displeased. "Which sister? Didn’t Catherina already agree?" At the mention of her name, Catherina shifted uneasily. Charles's fists clenched at Oliver’s audacity. In the grand hall, Charles stood isolated, a lone figure against the tide. Across from him, Oliver stood flanked by Catherina, who had chosen to side with him. "Brother, I think it’s fine to give them the villa," Catherina said softly, breaking the silence. Her voice was measured, but her intentions were calculated. She had her reasons. Theodore and Amelia were no longer at home, leaving Oliver as the most influential member of the Hampton family. By giving him the villa at Chicago Bay, she could curry