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Chapter 523
Upon hearing that Logan was probably the one behind all the negative events that were happening in their family, Sophia had gone silent for a long moment. The realization had not come like a shout, but like a slow, suffocating weight settling over her shoulders. Her luxury shop was about to be demolished. Marcus had been terminated from his job without explanation. Their daughter Charis remained in a fragile mental state, distant and vulnerable in ways that frightened her mother deeply. The once-unshakeable Collins family—respected, envied, and seemingly untouchable—was unraveling thread by thread.The silence that followed Marcus’ statement had stretched between them like a chasm. Sophia’s mind replayed the chain of events with painful clarity. The summons. Their refusal. The second summons. Their prideful dismissal. And now this—swift, calculated consequences that felt anything but coincidental.“Marcus,” she had said carefully that night, sitting across from him in their dimly lit
Chapter 524
The headquarters of Logan’s office towered over the city like a monument to authority. Its dark glass windows reflected the afternoon sun in sharp, unbroken panels, giving nothing away about what lay inside. The structure seemed less like a workplace and more like a fortress—silent, impenetrable, indifferent to the lives moving beneath it. When Marcus Collins and his wife, Sophia, stepped out of their car and onto the polished pavement, they felt the weight of that building pressing down on them, as though it were already judging their presence.They had come.After days of defiance, after daring him to “do whatever he wanted,” after swearing in the privacy of their home that they would never bow to anyone, they had finally answered Logan’s summons. The decision had not come easily. Pride had battled fear. Anger had clashed with logic. But the consequences of their resistance had mounted too quickly, too precisely, to ignore.The revolving glass doors slid open soundlessly as they app
Chapter 525
Along one side of the room stood a long wooden table where several framed photographs had been placed. Sophia’s gaze drifted toward them casually at first. But then one particular photograph caught her attention. It looked older than the rest. Curious, she leaned forward slightly in her chair and studied it more closely. The picture showed a much younger Logan—perhaps around fourteen or fifteen years old. His expression was calmer, less hardened than the man sitting across from her now. Standing beside him in the photograph was a woman. She had a warm, gentle smile and kind eyes that seemed full of quiet patience. For a moment, Sophia simply stared at the picture. Then her body suddenly stiffened. Her breath caught in her throat. “No…” she whispered faintly. Her eyes widened as disbelief spread across her face. That face. She knew that face. Even though many years had passed, there was no way she could forget it. The woman in the photograph was Lydia Vale. Logan’s moth
Chapter 526
Just then, Logan noticed Sophia’s lips tremble slightly, betraying the mix of fear and defiance within her. For a brief moment, she had muttered words under her breath, so soft that she thought no one could hear. But Logan’s hearing was sharp, honed through years of command and vigilance, capable of picking up even the faintest inflections of anger or fear. “What were you mumbling just now, Mrs. Collins?” Logan asked, his voice calm but edged with steel, like a blade that could cut through pretense. Sophia’s heart skipped a beat. She had believed her muttering harmless, something too soft to matter. Now, the Iron Hand himself had caught it. She straightened in her chair, forcing herself to compose an appearance of calm. “It… it’s nothing,” she said, her voice trembling just enough to betray her anxiety. She offered a tight, forced smile, hoping it would pass. Logan leaned back slightly, the chair creaking under his weight, his eyes narrowing as they fixed on her. “Is that so?” he as
Chapter 527
The moment Logan’s words landed, Sophia’s entire body tensed. Her face flushed crimson, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits as a surge of fury coursed through her. She could feel every muscle taut, every nerve alive with a fierce, uncontrollable heat. Trembling—not with fear, but with raw, incendiary anger—she pushed herself up from the chair and began pacing sharply in front of Logan’s desk, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor, each step punctuating her outrage. “You dare! You dare tell me that?” she spat, her voice echoing through the office with a venomous sharpness. “You dare sit there and act as if you are above me? Above my family? As if you hold the right to decide what becomes of us? Logan Brooks, do you think I will tolerate your arrogance? Do you think you are untouchable? You are nothing—nothing—without my family!” Logan’s eyes narrowed slightly, the faintest flicker of amusement hidden behind the calm, calculating gaze. He didn’t flinch. He had faced
Chapter 528
“You speak of destroying me,” Logan said, his voice low, smooth, but carrying an unmistakable edge that seemed to cut through the air itself. “You threaten me with secrets and curses. Go ahead. Do your worst. I’ve been waiting for this moment.” Sophia froze for just a heartbeat, her eyes widening in momentary shock. The calm, unshaken confidence in his tone caught her off guard. She had expected fear, hesitation, or at least a flicker of concern. Instead, Logan sat there, composed, almost amused, as if her fury were nothing more than a passing wind. Her chest heaved violently, fists clenching at her sides, nails biting into her palms, and she flared, her voice jagged, sharp, cutting through the thick silence. “I’m not afraid of you, Logan Brooks!” she shouted, the words reverberating off the walls of the office. “I will pull you down. I will expose everything! You think you are untouchable? That the Iron Hand is invincible? Bet it! I am going to see to it that everything about you fa
Chapter 529
As soon as Sophia and Marcus left Logan’s office, the heavy tension that had filled the room seemed to lift, leaving the Iron Hand sitting alone in his chair. The faint sound of the office door clicking shut behind them resonated in the silence, almost like a signal that the confrontation was over—for now. Logan’s smirk stretched across his face, but it wasn’t the cruel, predatory grin of someone eager to strike. No, this was something subtler, far more satisfying. The fire and arrogance that Sophia had displayed, the reckless abandon of her rage, were enough to amuse him. He could have summoned one of his men to tail her, to remind her that crossing him came with consequences. A subtle warning, a reminder that she was nothing against the Iron Hand. But he didn’t need to intervene personally. That would be beneath him. Logan had long ago learned that people like Sophia—prideful, impulsive, and blinded by anger—often did more damage to themselves than anyone else could. Left to their o
Chapter 530
Sophia Collins sat back in her study chair, her fingers still tight around the phone. Her pulse raced, each beat echoing the fury that still simmered within her. The memory of the encounter in Logan Brooks’ office clung to her mind like smoke—sharp, suffocating, and impossible to ignore. She could feel the lingering heat of humiliation, the prickling sting of anger that had flared when she had confronted him. There had been no hesitation in her voice, no backing down, yet the calmness of his response had unsettled her, igniting a fire that refused to be extinguished. Marcus, her husband, lingered behind her, uneasy and tense. He had tried to intervene in the office, tried to counsel her toward caution, but she had brushed him aside, driven by the storm of her own emotions. Now, in the quiet of their study, his presence felt heavy and awkward, a reminder of the restraint she had refused to heed. He watched her, silent, knowing that speaking might only fuel the flames she carried, knowi
Chapter 531
Sophia Collins stood still for a moment after ending the call with her brother. The silence in her study felt heavy, but her mind was anything but calm. It burned with purpose, with vengeance, and now—with something even stronger—certainty. She had a direction and a plan. And most importantly, she had a secret powerful enough to shake the foundation of everything Logan Brooks had built. Her fingers tightened around her phone again. There was one more person who needed to know. One more piece she needed in place before everything could begin. Without hesitation, she dialed another number. The line rang longer this time. Once. Twice. Three times. Finally, it connected. “Yeah?” a young man’s voice answered, casual and slightly distracted. Sophia’s expression hardened immediately. “Jake,” she said sharply. On the other end of the line, Jake straightened slightly, recognizing his mother’s tone. “Mom?” he said, sounding mildly surprised. “What’s going on? You don’t usually call me t
Chapter 532
When the sound of a car pulling into the driveway finally echoed through the compound, Sophia was already standing by the window. She had been there for several minutes, unmoving, as though she had been waiting for that exact moment. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she watched the gate swing open, the slow creak of its hinges breaking the stillness of the afternoon. The sunlight reflected faintly off the surface of the car as it rolled in, and she found herself holding her breath without realizing it. “He’s here,” she said quietly, almost to herself. Marcus, seated in the living room, looked up at the sound of her voice. He had been pretending to read, though his mind had been elsewhere all along. He exhaled slowly, setting the paper aside as he leaned back into his chair. “Let’s just hope this goes well,” he muttered, more out of concern than doubt. Sophia didn’t respond. She had already turned away from the window and was walking toward the door with firm, deliberate steps. There w