All Chapters of The Ultimate Power : Chapter 211
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Logan’s glare bore into Kayla like a blade. The room was suffocatingly silent except for Charlotte’s faint breathing on the bed and the distant groans of the man sprawled on the floor, still clutching his ribs. Logan’s fury radiated like fire, the kind that scorched without touch.Kayla trembled, her back pressed against the wall as though it could swallow her whole and protect her. Her lips quivered, her voice breaking into fragments of incoherent stammers. She had been bold before, smug even, but that mask had shattered the moment Logan had entered. Now, she was nothing more than a cornered coward.“I’ll ask again,” Logan growled.“Who sent you? Who told you to do this to Charlotte?”Kayla’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her hands shaking as she tried to hold herself upright. Her mind raced with excuses, with half-truths, but Logan’s eyes warned her that lies would be met with something far worse than his words.“I-I can’t—” she started, her voice barely audible.Logan slammed
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Kayla’s sobs shook her whole body as she pressed her palms against the cold floor. Her tear-swollen eyes looked up at Logan, who towered over her with unflinching fury. His command still echoed in her ears—she was to take Charlotte’s place, to endure the very humiliation she had orchestrated.“No… no, please,” Kayla whimpered, shaking her head violently. Her voice cracked under the weight of her desperation.“Sir, don’t do this to me. I beg you. Please don’t let me… don’t make me… replace Charlotte.”Logan’s eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched like iron. “Why should I spare you?” His tone was a low growl, vibrating with restrained violence. “You plotted against my wife. You put her in that bed, helpless. You were ready to watch her life be destroyed for your sick scheme. Tell me one reason why you deserve mercy.”Kayla’s chest heaved, and in her panic, the words tumbled from her mouth. “Because Ava—the one who sent me to do this—she’s outside. She’s waiting. Why don’t you invite Ava
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Kayla’s body screamed at her to turn back, to run far from the storm waiting for her inside that room, but she knew she had no choice. Logan’s words echoed in her head like a chain tightening around her throat. He had given her an ultimatum, and she had already seen what he was capable of when enraged. Defying him was out of the question.Kayla's trembling fingers twisted together as she forced her face into something resembling composure. She needed to appear calm and convincing. She needed Ava to believe everything was fine.And there Ava was—leaning lazily against the wall, one ankle crossed over the other, her expression brimming with smug satisfaction. The shadows in the hallway only made her features sharper, crueler, her grin wide as if she had already won.“Talk to me,” Ava purred, her eyes narrowing with amusement as Kayla approached. “Is it done? Did you make sure Charlotte was ruined the way I asked?”The words slashed through Kayla’s nerves. She swallowed, pasting on
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The color drained from Ava’s face, and her confidence melted away in an instant. She tried to backpedal, but his hand shot out like lightning, gripping her arm with crushing force.“You thought you could ruin her life?” he growled, dragging her fully inside. The door slammed shut behind them with a thud that echoed like a death knell. “Tonight, Ava, you answer for your crimes.”Ava squirmed, her voice trembling. “Logan, listen—it’s not what you think—”He cut her off with a glare so sharp it silenced her instantly. “I know exactly what it is. You wanted Charlotte raped. You brought poison, lies, a camera, and a hired thug to do your dirty work. And you thought you could walk away clean.”Kayla, still crouched near the corner, whimpered, her entire body trembling. Ava shot her a furious glare, realizing too late that Kayla had been the weak link that dragged her into this room.Logan turned toward the man who had been waiting uneasily near the bed. His face was pale and his body tens
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Logan’s arms tightened protectively around Charlotte as he lifted her from the bed. Her body was limp, still heavy from the drug coursing through her veins, but her face was serene in unconsciousness. He glanced one last time at the broken figures of Ava and Kayla, still writhing in pain, their sobs filling the room like hollow echoes. He didn’t linger. With steady steps, he carried Charlotte out of the dimly lit room, his jaw clenched and his eyes hard with resolve.His car wasn’t parked far—he had made sure of that when he stormed into the building. Within minutes, he gently placed Charlotte into the passenger seat, fastening her seatbelt.He climbed into the driver’s seat, started the engine, and drove off into the night.By the time they reached his house, the first hints of dawn were breaking across the horizon. Logan carried Charlotte inside, straight to the guest room he had prepared for her long ago. He laid her gently on the bed, adjusted the pillow beneath her head, a
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The silence in the room hung thick after John’s vow of vengeance. His chest rose and fell heavily, his fists clenched, and his face taut with rage. Logan, however, did not flinch. He had seen the fury in John’s eyes the moment he burst into the room, and now he recognized the danger of that fury spiraling out of control. Rising slowly from his seat beside Charlotte, Logan stepped closer to John, his voice calm but firm.“Dad,” he began, his tone steady as stone, “I understand your anger. I feel it too. But you don’t need to let it consume you right now. Ava has already paid for what she tried to do to Charlotte.”John’s head snapped toward him, confusion and suspicion flickering in his eyes. “What do you mean?” he demanded. “Don’t tell me you let her walk away after what she did. That girl deserves to suffer for the evil she plotted.”Logan’s lips pressed into a thin line before he answered. “She has suffered,” he said gravely. “I made sure of it.”The air in the room shifted, t
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The news reached Harry Sullivan in the dead of night. He was sitting in his study, the glow of his cigar burning faintly in the dim light, when one of his trusted men stormed in, his expression grave. Harry raised a brow, annoyed at the interruption. “What is it?” The man hesitated before answering, as though the weight of the message might crush him. “It’s Ava, sir. She… she’s been disgraced. The plan against Charlotte backfired. Logan—Charlotte’s husband—was there. He turned everything on her. Ava was… violated.” For a long moment, silence reigned in the room. The clock ticked on the wall. The cigar burned to ash in Harry’s hand. Then, with a low growl, Harry shot to his feet. His face darkened, and his eyes blazed like coals pulled fresh from the fire. “What did you just say?” The man lowered his head, swallowing hard. “Ava was the one who suffered the trap. Logan made sure of it.” The word Logan ignited something in Harry. His jaw clenched, the vein in his temple pulsin
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The evening had settled into a quiet rhythm in Logan’s house. Golden light spilled across the living room, and the faint hum of the city outside was the only sound that pierced the stillness. Logan sat beside Charlotte on the bed, her head resting lightly against his shoulder. For once, they allowed themselves a moment of peace, a rare pause after weeks of chaos and danger.But miles away, Harry Sullivan’s fury burned hotter than ever. Ava’s failure, the humiliation of his family, and Logan’s constant interference had all combined into a searing rage. He could not tolerate it any longer. Orders were dispatched that evening: Logan Brooks had to be found, and this time, there would be no mistakes.Harry’s men moved like shadows through the city. They contacted every network, tapped every known connection, and surveilled every location Logan had frequented. Every lead was pursued relentlessly and every tip was verified. The men were methodical, scrupulous, and ruthless in their
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The moment the men saw Logan step out, their eyes lit up with grim satisfaction. “That’s him!” one of them growled. “Logan Brooks!” They surged forward like wolves pouncing on prey. Weapons were raised, fists clenched, and fury burned in their eyes.The first man lunged at Logan with a knife. Logan sidestepped swiftly, his hand clamping onto the attacker’s wrist before twisting sharply. A sickening crack filled the room, and the man screamed as the knife clattered to the floor. Logan kicked him backward, sending him sprawling.Another swung a bat at Logan’s head, but Logan ducked, his fist driving hard into the man’s gut. The intruder staggered, gasping for air, before Logan’s elbow connected with his jaw, sending him tumbling to the ground.But they kept coming, one after the other. A blade sliced through the air near Logan’s shoulder, but he grabbed the attacker’s arm, twisted it, and slammed him against the wall. Two more men tried to overwhelm him, raining blows with the
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Harry slammed his phone down after the disastrous call, his face twisted in rage. He was not a man who accepted failure, and Logan Brooks had just made him look weak. He took a deep, measured breath, letting the fury simmer like molten fire behind his eyes. Then, with deliberate precision, he picked up his phone and dialed another number. “Listen carefully,” Harry said as soon as the line connected, his tone sharp and commanding. “I want you and your men to meet me at the junction near Willow Creek within the next thirty minutes. Bring everyone you have. No mistakes this time. I want Logan Brooks and anyone associated with him gone by the end of tonight.” “Yes, sir,” the voice on the other end responded, quivering slightly under Harry’s intensity. Harry hung up and straightened his shoulders. There was no room for error. Logan had humiliated him once, but tonight, Harry intended to reclaim his dominance. Within the hour, the rumble of engines announced the arrival of th