She suddenly recalled how Logan had kept clinging to Charlotte, refusing to divorce her.Time and again, it ruined her plans to marry Charlotte off to a better family—it infuriated her to no end.And their brat of a daughter wasn’t the least bit likable either.“It was all that old fools fault—soft-hearted to a fault, helping that bastard out of nowhere. If it weren’t for that bastard, Charlotte wouldn’t be stuck in this mess!”Her anger flared again as she thought of her late husband, old Mr Sullivan.Seeing Grandma Sullivan’s reaction, Ava lit up and immediately rushed over to massage her shoulders, playing the role of the ever-dutiful granddaughter.Harry shot his daughter an approving glance, then chimed in.“Mom, it’s not that I’m picking on my big brother or my neice, but let’s be honest. We’ve all seen how poorly his side of the family handles things. John was never the business type.”His face looked solemn and concerned. "As for Charlotte, that girl has neither the experienc

The next morning, just as Logan got back from hospital, and stepped into the living room, he noticed something off right away. His in-laws were up much earlier than usual. Despite the dark circles under their eyes, both were practically glowing with excitement. John was practically humming as he sipped his coffee, and Barbara—uncharacteristically, was already dressed in her finest attire. “Dad? Mom? Everything okay? Big day?” Logan asked, raising an eyebrow. He could sense the shift in their demeanor. There was this hopeful energy that crackled between them. Barbara simply waved him off, unusually chipper. Too cheerful, in fact, to throw her usual jab. “We’re going to the Sullivan Mansion,” John said with a wide grin. “Charlotte’s grandma has something important to announce.” “What important thing?” Charlotte mumbled, as she entered the room, rubbing her eyes. “You’ll know soon, something good,” John replied, clearly enjoying the suspense. Logan and Cha

Shrugging casually, Logan didn’t respond.Some people just won’t listen until they crash and burn.Fine—let them learn the hard way, then.Rhine Corporation anwered to him now.And he wouldn’t mind teaching Harry and the old lady an unforgettable lesson.On the way home, the car was silent.A heavy tension hung in the air.Charlotte sat quietly and frozen, her fists clenched and her eyes red and swollen. Her face burned not just from embarrassment, but from deep betrayal. Her father, John, had tried to resist, but ultimately folded like paper under pressure. “Seriously, John, are you even a man?”Barbara snapped from the co-driver seat, complaining.“Why didn’t you stand up to them? How could you just let them walk all over us?” John let out a long sigh.He didn’t want to argue, so after a few half-hearted protests, he tried to play it down. “Well... it’s not like we lost anything, right? Maybe it’s for the best… at least we actually got something out of it, didn’t we?”Charlotte

Meanwhile, in Charlotte’s Room.Charlotte sat on the bed, her head resting on Logan’s shoulder. Her eyes were still red from earlier tears.“They said I was incapable, said I had no business sense…” she whispered. “... and took everything away from me. All my hard work gone.”Logan gently stroked her hair and quietly consoled her.His voice was gentle but firm. “You’re the only one in that family who has any sense. Everything that rightfully belongs to you,” he said, “will come back—sooner or later.”“I promise.”Just then, Charlotte’s phone buzzed. It was Harry Sullivan.Charlotte frowned. Logan took the phone from her hand and answered it on speaker.“Charlotte,” Harry’s voice came through, overly polite, syrupy with fake warmth, “listen, I know things were tense. But we need you now. Can you meet me at the old mansion later?"“We realized that you’ve done a really good job,” he showered Sophia with compliments, before claiming his true purpose, “and we hope you can return to he

Here it comes—she’s finally letting the mask slip. Logan thought grimly, a cold mocking smile curling at the corner of his lips. Grandma Sullivan offered a tight, polished smile. “Let your cousin Ava take care of the day-to-day operations,” she said smoothly. “You’d still be the rightful CEO in name, of course—but Ava can handle the burden for now. You’ll just need to sign a few documents to make it official. That way, the company runs smoothly, and the family stays united. How does that sound?” Looking startled, Charlotte’s mouth parted in confusion. But before she could speak, Logan, who had been watching in silence, gently reached out and stopped her. Remember his earlier words, Charlotte bit back her reply and stayed quiet. Seeing her hesitation, Grandma Sullivan’s face immediately darkened. Her eyes narrowed as she threw Logan a sharp, withering glare. But Logan wasn’t fazed. He saw right through her performance. This wasn’t concern—it was control wrappe