Five years had passed in a blur.Logan Lancaster stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his penthouse office, staring out at the city below. His reflection stared back at him, a man transformed.Gone was the naive, hopeful Logan who had once believed in love and loyalty. In his place stood someone harder, colder and sharper. Someone who had learned that trust was a weakness and power was the only currency that mattered.This was how much Logan had changed. The last five years had been intense. After Bright had shown him around the Lancaster companies and taught him everything he needed to know, Logan had taken over. But he had done it quietly, carefully, keeping himself hidden from the public eye.There were rumors, of course. Whispers in boardrooms and business circles about a new Lancaster heir who had taken control of the family's vast empire. But no one knew who this person was. No one had seen his face and Logan preferred it that way.He wanted to build his power i

The next morning, Logan woke up early. The sun hadn't even risen yet, but he was already awake, his mind was sharp and focused. Today was going to be a good day, the beginning of his revenge. A small smile crept on Logan's lips as he thought of this. He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. He showered quickly, then dressed in one of his most expensive suits, a dark blue, perfectly tailored, with a crisp white shirt and a black tie. He looked at himself in the mirror and adjusted his tie. The man staring back at him was powerful, confident and dangerous. This was the Logan Lancaster the world would soon come to know. After some time, Logan walked downstairs and found Robert already waiting for him in the driveway. "Good morning, Mr. Lancaster," Robert said with a respectful nod. "Morning, Robert," Logan replied as he climbed into the back seat of the car. "Where to, sir?" Robert asked. "Pick up Bright first," Logan said. "Then we're going to Callaway Global Te

After Logan and Bright left the office, Brent sat alone behind his desk, his fingers were drumming rapidly on his thighs. The double doors had closed behind Logan and Bright, and now the room was completely silent, dead silent. Brent stared at the documents spread across his desk, but he wasn't reading them. He couldn't focus, his mind was racing, replaying everything that had just happened.Logan. Logan Lancaster.? Brent still couldn't believe it. He had truly seen Logan with his own eyes, sitting right there in front of him, dressed in an expensive suit, speaking with confidence and authority.At first Brent had thought this must have been some kind of prank. But with each passing second, it materialised into reality, confirming to him that this wasn't a prank. This was real. The Logan he had just seen, wasn't the same man Brent remembered. This wasn't the broke, pathetic mechanic who used to beg Vanessa for scraps of affection.No, this Logan was entirely different.He was conf

Logan sat at the large dining table in his mansion, slowly eating his dinner. The room was quiet except for the soft clinking of his fork against the plate.Oh yes, he was alone in this big house, well there are a few maids here and there and also guards outside. Logan's phone suddenly rang. And he glanced at the screen to see Bright's name flashing across it. He picked up the phone and answered."Hello, Bright," Logan muttered "Good evening," Bright's voice came through, sounding excited. "I hope I'm not disturbing your dinner.""Not at all," Logan replied. "What's going on?""I have some news," Bright said. "There's going to be a launching event for one of your companies in two days."Logan paused, his fork halfway to his mouth. "A launching event?""Yes," Bright confirmed. "Everything has been set up. The venue is ready, the invitations have been sent out, and the media will be there to cover it."Logan wasn't expecting anything like this, two days ago, after he and Bright left C

The day of the launching came and Logan had woken up nearly. He had again spoken with bright and the man had told Logan that they would be leaving for the event very early. Rigged now, Logan stood in front of his bedroom mirror, adjusting his tie for the third time. Since he took over ownership of all the companies under the Lancaster name, there have never been a ceremony or an event. This was the first and even if it had come urgent,.logan felt like he wanted everything to be perfect today. He felt like it would mark a new beginning, more like a fresh start for him.Logan was wearing a charcoal gray suit with a crisp white shirt underneath. The suit was tailored perfectly, fitting his frame just right. His black leather shoes were polished until they gleamed.Logan ran his hand through his dark hair one more time, making sure every strand was in place. Then he picked up his watch from the dresser and strapped it onto his wrist.It was an expensive piece, one which he had gotte