Chapter 254: Glory World’s Husband Selection

The Hart family consisted of three brothers. Old Mr. Hart, the eldest, had followed Joyce Brown to Los Angeles. Tom Hart, son of the second brother, was raised in Imperial City. When Olive requested discretion, Tom touched his head and smiled obediently. “Okay, Olive. I’ll listen to everything you say.” This surprised the Hart family servants. Tom, usually feared even by Noah, readily obeyed Olive. His wife was known as a “tigress,” but Olive was apparently the second person he truly feared. The servants' respect for Olive deepened; she seemed almost ethereal. Their initial shock at Olive's arrival stemmed partly from the Hart family's overall appearance: tall, strong men and women who were equally imposing. Before Olive, beauty had been absent.

“Olive!” A flamboyant figure burst into the room—Tom's wife, Mia. She slammed photos onto the table, grabbed Olive's hand, and excitedly exclaimed, “Olive, look! Do you like these men?”

Olive glanced at the pictures of various eligible bachelors. She blinked and asked Mia, “Mom, who are they?”

“Olive, these are Imperial City’s wealthy, unmarried sons. Choose whoever you like! We dealt with that scoundrel Noah already. Which one do you prefer? I’ll kidnap him! We'll arrange a marriage, making him our son-in-law.”

“Kidnap? Again?” Olive rubbed her forehead. This couple certainly resembled one another.

Tom approached, offering enthusiastic approval. “Good idea! That bastard Noah dared to belittle my Olive! He's insane. Olive, find someone a thousand times better. This is the Baker family’s son—young, talented, but… rather slender and effeminate. Next!”

Mia continued, presenting another photo. “This is the Qian family’s young master, the general’s son, now a rescue team captain. Look at those muscles! He'll protect our family. Although… he's not very handsome, so maybe we'll skip him.”

Three black lines appeared on Olive's forehead. She considered asking Noah his opinion. “Mom,” Olive said, taking Mia’s arm, “Put these away. I don’t like any of them.”

“You don’t like any?” Mia pondered. “Basically, all the capital’s eligible bachelors are here, except for those from the Robert, Augustine, Wilson, and Miller families—the four largest. Except for Elvis, the Augustine family’s eldest son, who’s practically engaged to Crystal, the Robert family’s daughter. Everyone knows about their impending marriage.”

“Olive, aside from Elvis, who else interests you? We have good relations with those four families. We might even be considered superior, but if you like someone, we can talk to them. We’ll secure our dear son-in-law!” Tom added, “We'll grab him if necessary.”

Olive's heart clenched at the mention of Elvis. Three months apart felt like a lifetime. He now had a beautiful family, Crystal, the Robert family's jewel. Despite the pain, Olive remained outwardly composed. She affectionately hugged Mia, resting her head on her knee. “Mom, I don’t like anyone. I’m young. I want to enter the Academy of Sciences and retrieve my mother’s box.”

Tom's expression turned serious. “Right. The lady left a treasure chest there. It's difficult to get in now, but Bright Star University's Science Academy enrolls students annually. Olive, tomorrow we enter Bright Star University.”

“Dad, can we?” Olive asked.

Tom straightened. “I'm an old acquaintance of the president. I'll take you tomorrow.”

“Then I’m relieved.” Olive, unaware of Tom's subtle expression, relaxed. Mia stroked Olive's head. “Olive, you’re safe with us now. You're our daughter. No one will dare bully you in Imperial.”

Olive, touched by their affection—a rarity in her life—said, “Thank you, Mom.”

“Silly girl. It’s our duty. Your mother founded the Hart family, joined the Thirty-Six Gangs, and became their leader. We all serve her legacy, and you’re our little daughter.”

Only in Imperial did Olive learn her mother's past as a gangster, single-handedly elevating the Hart family. She’d also founded Holy Nile Academy (later given to Bounty) and The Ivory Council (given to Director Sebastian). Her mother remained an enigma, a mystery Olive yearned to unravel.

“Olive, go to bed. Dad has important business. Leave your marriage to Mom. I’ll make it beautiful for you.”

After leaving, Mia winked. “Honey, photo dating is useless. I have a better idea. Let’s bring these men to Olive.”

“You mean…” Tom asked.

“Let’s announce a sensational husband selection in Imperial! Invite all eligible young men from prominent families for Olive to choose from!”

Tom’s eyes lit up. He gave her a thumbs up. “Let Queen Olive choose a husband! Honey, that's brilliant!”