As they stepped inside the building, Logan was immediately struck by the grandeur of the event. The lobby had been transformed into a sophisticated venue, with elegant decorations, soft lighting, and a large stage at the far end.There were round tables covered with white tablecloths, each one decorated with fresh flowers and candles. A long buffet table was set up along one wall, filled with trays of food and drinks.People were mingling, talking in groups, holding glasses of wine and champagne.Most of the people here were workers, while others had been invited one way or the other. Logan noticed that not everyone here knew he was the one running the company. That was exactly how he wanted it. He preferred to stay in the background, out of the spotlight.But many of them recognized Bright. As they walked through the crowd, several people approached Bright to shake his hand and exchange pleasantries.Bright handled it all with ease, smiling and chatting with everyone who came up to

"Logan, my boy, come in. Breakfast is ready." Pa Lancaster's voice was warm as he gestured toward the dining table in the large living room of the mansion. It was morning already and the morning sun filtered through the tall windows, casting golden light across the polished floors.Logan walked in and sat down across from Pa Lancaster. He had come to see the man just like he had promised Ed the previous day. The table was set with a simple but elegant breakfast, scrambled eggs, toast, fresh fruit, and coffee."Good morning, Grandpa," Logan said, reaching for his cup of coffee."Good morning," Pa Lancaster replied with a small smile, studying his grandson carefully. "You look well. Did you sleep okay?""I did," Logan answered, though his mind had been restless with thoughts of both Arielle and this mysterious meeting.He still wasn't sure why pa Lancaster wanted to see him. Of course he does come over to the mansion most times to see the old man.But pa Lancaster had sounded really s

Logan pulled up in front of Arielle's apartment at exactly eight o'clock. He had made it in record time, considering how late he had woken up. He stepped out of the car and straightened his jacket, taking a slow breath before walking up to her door and knocking.Of course she had sent him the address after telling her he was already on his way. A few seconds passed and then the door opened.Arielle stood there in a simple but elegant dress, her hair falling softly around her shoulders. She looked beautiful in a way that felt effortless, like she hadn't even tried and yet managed to take his breath away anyway."You made it," she said with a smile."I told you I would," Logan replied, smiling back and then his eyes went all over her body in a single movement "You look amazing."Arielle tilted her head slightly. "Thank you. You don't look bad yourself."With that, Logan stepped aside and gestured toward the car. It was a sleek, all-black luxury sedan. Robert stood beside it, dressed

The car rolled to a smooth stop in front of a large, well-lit house. Even from outside, the sound of music and laughter floated through the air, and the warm glow from inside the building spilled out through the wide windows and onto the front lawn.Robert stepped out first and came around to open the back door.Logan stepped out, adjusting the collar of his jacket. He turned and offered his hand to Arielle, who took it and stepped out beside him, looking effortlessly elegant in a deep green dress that caught the light as she moved.Behind them, the two other vehicles that had followed from the mansion pulled up along the curb and Logan's guards stepped out quietly, positioning themselves without drawing attention. To anyone watching, they simply looked like part of the arriving group.Logan looked up at the house for a moment. It was a beautiful property, large and well kept, with guests moving in and out through the front entrance.Two days ago, he had visited Mr. Hargrove, an old

"Get your hands off me!" The words left Vanessa's mouth the moment the front door closed behind her, even though there was no one there to hear them.She stood there for a while before driving away and back to her apartment. She stood in the hallway of the house, her chest heaving, her handbag still gripped tightly in her hand. Her heels clicked hard against the tiled floor as she walked deeper into the house, each step sharp and deliberate, like she was trying to punish the ground beneath her feet.The house was quiet and she could tell that Brent wasn't home yet.She dropped her handbag onto the couch without looking and went straight to the water dispenser in the corner of the kitchen. She grabbed a glass from the counter, held it under the nozzle and pressed. The cold water rushed out and she drank it all in one go, then filled it again and drank half of that too.She set the glass down harder than she intended."Unbelievable," she muttered to herself. "Absolutely unbelievable