“Logan…” Vanessa called. "Let me finish," Logan said quietly and Vanessa closed her mouth."You chose Brent. Chested on me, You made that decision clearly and on your own, and that was your right. But you do not get to come back now and tell me what I feel or what I should feel.” “You left. That chapter is closed. And whatever you came here hoping to find, it is not here."Vanessa was quiet for a moment. She looked at him and for just a second something real moved across her face, something that wasn't calculation or performance.Logan saw it, but cared less. She stood up from the chair slowly. "You know what your problem is?" she said, her voice carrying a light, almost playful tone now, like she was changing tactics."You think being cold makes you powerful."She moved around the side of the desk, slowly and deliberately.But Logan didn't move, he just watched her."But I know you, Logan," she continued, her voice lower now. She reached out and ran her fingers lightly along his a

The car engine ticked softly as it cooled in the driveway. Brent didn't step out of the car immediately, he remained seated, his phone still in his hand, the screen glowing with the notification that had just turned his world upside down.Vanessa was still looking at him. She wasn't really certain about what was happening. "Brent," she said again. "What is it? What's wrong?"Brent ignored her. His eyes were still glued to the screen, reading the message over and over as if the words might change if he looked at them long enough.(Account No. 4721 - Primary Operating Account - Status: FROZEN)"Brent." Vanessa's voice was sharper now, then she reached over and touched his arm. "You're scaring me. What the fuck is going on?"Brent gritted his teeth, then he blinked and tilted hisbhead to look at her. He didn't even know how to say it to her. Suddenly he pulled his arm away from her touch and opened the car door."Not now," he said quietly without actually answering her question. Van

The man Vanessa had met with a few nights ago was a man named Hakim. He was actually a notorious man, one who was used mostly by the rich and wealthy. A man most of the wealthy class used to carry out their dirty and evil deeds. This was the same man Vanessa had sent to look into Arielle. As her intention was to get rid of the girl once and for all. Hakim was still yet to bring feedback, and this didn't stop Vanessa from going about her day and carrying out her usual activities. Right now, it was morning and the sun could be seen filtering through the tall glass windows of ‘Ivory Hair Lounge’, casting soft golden light across the marble floors and cream-colored walls. The scent of expensive hair products filled the air. . Vanessa pushed through the heavy glass doors and was immediately greeted by the receptionist, a young woman with perfectly styled blonde hair and a smile on her face. "Good morning, Ms. Vanessa," the receptionist said brightly. "Welcome back. Are you here for

The cinema was nearly empty when Logan and Arielle arrived. It was a Tuesday afternoon, and most people were at work or school. The theater was a luxury one. Logan had chosen an action movie, something light and entertaining and Arielle had agreed to it. They sat in the back row with a large bucket of popcorn between them.Arielle reached for a handful of popcorn and glanced at Logan. "You know, I can't remember the last time I went to the movies during the day like this.""Me neither," Logan admitted with a small smile.The last time he had gone to a cinema, it wasn't one as luxurious as this and he had squeezed from his last penny to take Vanessa on that date. "But I figured we both needed a break. No work, just a couple of hours to relax." He added. "I like that," Arielle said softly. She settled back into her seat as the lights dimmed and the previews began.The movie was exactly what they needed. Explosions, car chases, etc, it was just pure entertainment.When the movie end

Before Brent drove off leaving the chaos behind, he sat in the car, the reporters all over the place, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He couldn't move nor think straight. Everything was gone. Just like that, in one morning, everything he had worked for, everything earned, had been ripped away from him. The company, his position, his power, all of it was now in the hands of the Lancasters. He could still remember the smile Bright had on his face while watching as the board members announced that CGT Corporation had been officially sold. He had signed that agreement with Logan. Actually he had somehow thought the Lancasters were here to help. It was only news that CGT was suffering and wallowing in debt. But since there was somehow a way that the Lancasters had figured that out, and when Logan came to propose the partnership, Brent had thought it would be for his own benefit. But Logan had outsmarted him. Logan had destro