All Chapters of The Ultimate Power : Chapter 351
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They moved with urgency, sweeping through marketplaces, abandoned factories, back-alley structures, and every niche where danger might thrive. Logan had given the order with a thunderous rage in his voice—Find my child. Don’t stop until you do.They obeyed without question. Their leader’s fury had been terrifying enough, but the fear lingering behind it was even more compelling. Logan was not a man who feared easily. If he was shaken, then the situation was far worse than any of them initially thought.Hours passed, though time felt warped, stretched thin with dread and expectation.Meanwhile, Logan himself could not sit still. The usually composed, calculating man was now restless—pacing, breathing heavily, eyes darkened with a storm of grief and fury. His wife lay unconscious in the hospital, her life barely steadied by machines and exhausted doctors. His newborn child, the baby he had yet to hold, was somewhere out there in the hands of monsters.And then…it happened.A sudden p
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The moment Damien snapped his fingers, the sound was sharp enough to slice through the thick, stale air of the abandoned safehouse. His men understood instantly—no words needed. They had long ago been trained to respond to even the smallest gesture from him. There was no hesitation, not even a flicker of doubt.The man already holding the dagger reached down toward the crying newborn lying helplessly on the cold tiled floor. His large hands looked monstrous in comparison to the tiny child. In one swift motion, he lifted the baby from the ground and beheaded her.A harsh, agonized cry ripped through the room.Damien’s men burst into laughter.It echoed loudly and cruelly, bouncing around the room in jagged waves that made the child’s suffering seem like entertainment. The sound filled the space, mixing with the infant’s wails until the room became a cruel symphony of mockery and pain.Damien’s expression did not change.He folded his arms over his chest, his face relaxed, completely
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Harry’s question still lingered in the air—“What’s the next step?”The words seemed to hover inside the dim safehouse, hanging between the peeling concrete walls and the flickering, yellow bulb overhead. Dust swirled lazily in the stagnant air. Everyone waited and watched Damien.But Damien didn’t answer immediately.Instead, he leaned back, lifted his chin toward the ceiling, and let out a deep, rolling laugh.Harry’s expression tightened. His arms crossed over his chest as he studied Damien with the wary patience of someone who had seen this man slip into madness before.Finally, Damien brought his laughter to an end. He wiped a small tear from the corner of his eye, completely amused by his own thoughts.“The next step,” he said, voice dripping with satisfaction, “is to fulfill my wish.”Harry cocked an eyebrow. “And what wish is that?”The question sliced the humor out of Damien instantly.His smile fell and his shoulders stiffened. His face shifted into something colder, darker
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Damien’s eyebrows shot upward in disdain.“What are you doing in my house?” Damien drawled.The room vibrated with tension as Logan stood like a storm wrapped in human skin. Dust coated his shoulders from the door he had ripped apart on his way in and his chest heaved in slow, deliberate breaths, each one an attempt to hold back the tempest simmering inside him.At Damien’s careless question, Logan’s head lifted and a low, murderous growl leaked out.“Where,” Logan snarled, “is my baby?”Damien blinked.“Your baby?” he repeated, letting out a breathy laugh as he stepped farther into the room. “Bastard, what exactly are you implying? Who said I have—”“Don’t,” Logan snapped, the word fired like a bullet.Logan’s men stiffened behind him, weapons raised, and eyes locked on every hostile movement. Damien’s men shifted as well, their confidence wavering as they watched the unhinged fury radiating from Logan like heat off burning metal.But Damien wasn’t done.“Logan,” he said sharply,
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Logan’s words had barely settled when the inner room door swung open with a violent, splintering crack. The abrupt sound silenced even the trembling floorboards. Every head in the room snapped toward the source and a figure stepped out from the shadows almost arrogantly.He brushed dust from his sleeves with a practiced flick of his hand, as though he’d merely stepped out of a meeting and not into the center of a storm.“I’d love to see how you plan to make that happen,” the man said coolly, voice dripping with casual disdain.Logan’s head jerked upward, every muscle going rigid. His eyes narrowed to burning slits as the stranger stepped fully into the light.It was none other than Harry Sullivan.For one stretched-thin moment, Logan’s breath froze in his throat. The sight of Harry standing in Damien’s house—this house—sent a violent jolt through his veins. The house where his child had been murdered. The house where the air still stank of cold death. The house where Logan’s world
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The moment Damien’s men lunged forward, the room exploded into chaos.Their boots thundered across the floor. Their growls rolled like thunder. A wall of fists, weapons, and fury surged toward Logan.But Logan did not step back—he stepped forward.And behind him, like shadows emerging from the void, his own men slipped into the room.They had followed him silently, waiting for his cue. They were loyal. Deadly. And now fueled by the same rage that burned through Logan’s veins.The clash was immediate—violent, bone-crushing, merciless.Logan’s first punch shattered a man’s jaw. The second tore another off his feet. One man swung a machete, screaming. Logan ducked, grabbed the attacker’s wrist, twisted until bones snapped like dry twigs, and slammed his knee into the man’s sternum.His opponent collapsed, choking on blood.Logan didn’t pause. He couldn’t.His child’s blood still stained his fingers.Every movement he made carried the weight of that grief—sharp, consuming, and volcanic.
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Harry stepped closer, fury twisting his face. “Fight me,” he snarled. “Man to man. No men. No guns. No excuses.” His voice dropped. “I want to end you myself.”Logan tilted his head, examining him with a silence more insulting than any words. And then—He laughed.“You?” Logan’s voice rumbled like a storm years in the making. “Finish me?”He stepped forward, closing half the distance between them with a single, ominous stride.“I’m going to end you,” Logan said quietly, coldly, with a calm that could freeze rivers. “Not just because you helped kill my child. Not just because you stood with Damien.”His voice lowered further.“But because you dared to stand here and pretend you’re invincible.”Harry’s lip curled.Then he laughed. Loud. Hysterical. Teetering on unhinged.“To finish you bastard? Logan, Logan… Logan…” Harry wiped at tears that weren’t really tears, his shoulders shaking with manic delight. “This is an opportunity. A golden one. When Charlotte is done crying over your co
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At the hospital, Charlotte woke slowly.Her eyelids felt heavy, glued down by exhaustion and medication, and her mind drifted in and out like a radio signal struggling to connect. She became aware first of voices—then a sharp smell: antiseptic. Another: something metallic.Pain blossomed behind her ribs and her eyes fluttered open.A nurse hovered over her with an oxygen mask half-lowered and relief flooding her face. “Mrs Brooks? Mrs Brooks, can you hear me?”Charlotte tried to speak, but only a rasp came out.“You’re okay,” the nurse said gently. “You’re back. You went into respiratory distress. We had to resuscitate you.”The words came at her from underwater. Back. Respiratory distress. Resuscitate.None of them mattered.Her hand jerked instinctively toward her abdomen, then up toward where a newborn should be resting on her chest. Her voice trembled.“My baby… Where—where’s my baby?”The nurse hesitated.That hesitation was enough to rip Charlotte fully into consciousness.“
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Barbara took two sharp steps forward, her voice rising before anyone could stop her.“Charlotte, enough!” Barbara burst out, hands shaking. “I have been trying—truly trying—to be patient with you. But I cannot anymore.”The Sullivan relatives watching from the couches stiffened, their faces turning toward Barbara with a mixture of alarm and anticipation.Charlotte blinked rapidly. “Mom… what—what do you mean?”“What do I mean?” Barbara’s voice cracked like a whip. “I mean you are clearly not in your right senses! You lost your baby. Your child—your newborn daughter—has just been kidnapped! And instead of talking about how to find her, instead of focusing on the innocent life stolen from you, you are asking about Logan!”The room erupted with gasps.Charlotte flinched as though she’d been slapped.“That’s not fair,” she whispered. “I’m asking because I—”“Because you what?” Barbara shot back. “Because you’re worried about him? Because you think he’s more important than your child? Are
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Charlotte did not just stiffen when she heard her mother say the name Damien—she froze as though the floor had tilted beneath her feet. For a moment, she thought she had misheard Barbara. But when she looked up, her mother’s expression confirmed it: she was absolutely serious. Absolutely convinced.The air around Charlotte crackled.“No,” Charlotte said sharply.Barbara blinked in surprise. “What did you say?”“I said no.” Charlotte’s voice trembled, not with fear but with fury. “Don’t you dare mention Damien to me ever again.”The entire room of Sullivan relatives jerked at the tone of her voice. The fragile woman who had just lost a child was suddenly blazing with anger, her eyes sharp despite her exhaustion.Barbara looked stunned. “Charlotte—”“You’ve crossed a line,” Charlotte cut in, breathing hard, trying to steady the storm rising in her chest. “My baby was kidnapped. My entire world is upside down. And instead of helping me, instead of trying to understand me, you’re trying