2026-04-30 12:04:18Mr Scott didn't like the way Logan was handling the matter. He wanted Logan to cry and beg for another chance. "What stupid salary? You're not going to get a single dime."
This was something Logan couldn't tolerate. Even if the salary was nothing, it didn't change the fact that he worked for it, he took out the trash, skipped meals, and tolerated a lot of insults just to get paid. He wouldn't take it lying down. "Since you've decided to not pay me, I'll be taking the matter up with the general manager."
The supervisor man waved Logan off with his hand. “Do whatever you want. Now get out of here and don't show your face to me again, unless you want your co-workers to throw you out of here."
Logan went straight to the manager to report the matter but found that the man was in support of what Mr Scott did to him. Logan then threatened to report the manager to the human resources department. This made the manager so angry that he called security.
“You've messed up big time, you good-for-nothing bastard.” The manager said in anger, “This is going to be the worst day of your life.”
Logan was dragged out of the building after being beaten. Even after he was thrown outside, several security officers and janitors were still punching and kicking him. Some even laughed as they did it.
“Hey, Logan.” One of the janitors called, “Since you don't work here anymore. We’ll be taking your uniform.” They began to tear and strip him of his uniform, almost leaving him naked. Logan looked down on his torn and battered uniform, he grew angry and frustrated but didn't let it show.
"How could you all do this to me?" He asked in a low voice, "We've worked together for years and this is how you decide to treat me?"
They looked at one another and then burst into laughter.
“Just shut up, man.” One of the older janitors said to him. "Ever since you started working here, the female cleaners stopped paying attention to us. They used to be all over us but it stopped when you started working here!" He angrily spat and punched him hard. "To them, our looks are nothing compared to yours."
Logan almost laughed at that. Ever since he started working at Synergy, the female cleaners had been all over him, trying to get his attention. He resisted them and even told them how he was married but these ladies didn't care and still kept making moves on him. They would even flirt with him in the open but he always ignored them. How was that his fault?
"Is this really the reason you all hate me? Because of women who I have no interest in? Are you all insane?" Logan stood up, clenched his fists and was ready to fight back.
"Enough with the chatting and get that scum away from here!” Mr Scott angrily shouted when he heard the commotion.
"Is this fool still here?" Don't you idiots know how to do your jobs well?" A tall man with sharp eyes and wearing a suit came out with his two hands on his back. It was Jared Fisher, the manager who ignored Logan's complaints and ordered the security men to throw him out.
"You!" Logan raised a finger and pointed it directly at Jared. "Mark my words, I'm going to make you pay for what you did to me."
Jared chuckled amusingly, "I would love to see you try. You worthless imp."
Logan said no more as he brought out his battered phone. They looked at him in confusion, wondering who he was calling. “Ooh, I'm so scared.” One of the janitors joked and the others laughed. What they didn't know was that he was calling Alfred.
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Chapter 152: The Perfect Son-in-Law
Kyle's throat moved.He pulled in a slow breath, and then he stepped forward and put both arms around Logan.It was a firm hug, the kind that said more than most sentences could, and he held it for a moment before releasing.Logan returned it, one hand on Kyle's back, steady and unhurried, letting the older man have the moment completely.When Kyle pulled back, his eyes were bright in a way he was clearly working to manage, the press of emotion held back through sheer effort of will, the way men of his generation often managed things that moved them too much to show fully in public.He shook his head once, looking at Logan."I always knew," Kyle said, his voice slightly rougher than usual. "From the beginning, even when everyone else was saying otherwise, I always knew you were a good man." He paused. "An excellent son-in-law."Logan held his gaze and said nothing, letting the words land.Then Kyle shook his head again, more firmly this time, and something in his expression shifted, b
Chapter 151: The Gift of Integrity
Kyle crossed the short distance between them with a chuckle that came from somewhere deep and genuine, the kind of laugh that carried relief and pride and something warmer underneath both of those things.He put his hand on Logan's shoulder, gripping it firmly, and looked at his son in law with the full, unguarded expression of a man who had stopped managing how much he showed.“Fifty million,” Kyle said, shaking his head slowly. “Logan. You just walked into this room and pulled fifty million dollars out of a painting nobody else in here could see properly.” He shook Logan’s shoulder once, still holding it. “Congratulations. That’s yours, you earned every cent of it.”Logan looked at him with a warm, steady expression.Then he shook his head.Kyle’s hand slowed on his shoulder. “What?”“It’s not mine,” Logan said.Kyle frowned. “What do you mean it’s not yours? You’re the one who found it. You’re the one who…”“You made the payment.” Logan kept his voice calm and unhurried. “Two hundr
Chapter 150: The Price of Decision
Logan was already looking back at him.They stood facing each other across the small distance, the noise of the room continuing around them, the murmuring crowd, the excited voices of the appraisers, Stacy quietly rearranging herself behind Kyle's shoulder, none of it touching the space between father and son in law directly.Kyle looked at Logan's face with the focused, searching attention of someone reading a document they needed to understand completely before moving on.“Logan,” Kyle said quietly. “You knew. From the very beginning. You knew what was inside that painting.”Logan met his eyes steadily. “Yes.”Kyle exhaled slowly. “The tapping. The agreement with Charles. The offer. All of it. You knew exactly what you were doing.”Logan nodded once. “I did.”Kyle glanced toward the painting, then back at Logan. “Why didn’t you say anything? Why not tell me what you suspected? Why let me risk almost everything I had left without giving me the full picture?”Logan’s voice stayed calm
Chapter 149: The Valuation of Trust
Alex looked at Logan with the quiet, brooding attention of someone revising a theory they had been certain about and finding the revision uncomfortable.At the front of the room, the experts had drawn together again, a brief, murmured exchange between Roman, Holt, and Charles Green, their voices too low to carry. Roman held the painting throughout, his grip steady and careful, and the three of them spoke with the focused efficiency of people who had done this before and knew what they were deciding.After a short while, Mr. Holt took a step forward and faced the room.“Based on our collective assessment,” he said, his voice carrying its usual weight, “and pending full authentication through appropriate channels, the current estimated value of this work is fifty million dollars.”For a fraction of a second the room held perfectly still.Then from somewhere to Kyle's left came a sound, sharp and involuntary, the exclamation of someone whose self control had simply not been fast enough t
Chapter 148: The Anatomy of a Discovery
Stacy stared at the emerging painting, her mind working backward through everything she had watched over the past twenty minutes.The tapping. The ear pressed against the canvas, listening to something nobody else in the room had thought to listen for. The careful, methodical way Logan had examined the piece before agreeing with Charles's appraisal, the agreement everyone had taken as proof he didn't know what he was doing.He had known."That's why he was tapping," she said, almost to herself, her voice quiet but carrying in the way quiet voices sometimes did when everything around them had gone tense and listening. "He was checking if there was something hollow behind it. He could hear it."Carlos turned his head toward her. “What did you just say?”Stacy repeated, louder this time, “He was listening for a hollow space. That’s why he tapped it like that. He knew there was something underneath the whole time.”Alex looked at her sharply. “You’re defending him now? After everything?”
Chapter 147: The Expert Consensus
Roman took the painting with both hands and stood with it for a moment, simply looking.He didn't reach for tools or lean in immediately. He just looked, the way someone looked at something when their instincts had already formed an opinion and they were giving their eyes a moment to confirm it before they said anything out loud.The two men who had accompanied him moved closer, flanking him, their attention dropping to the canvas as well. The three of them formed a quiet cluster around it while the rest of the room stayed where it was, nobody moving, nobody wanting to break whatever was happening.After a long moment, Roman spoke to the man on his left in a low voice. The man nodded and produced a small case from his jacket, similar to the kind Charles Green had used, and passed it to Roman. Roman accepted it without looking away from the painting.He examined the canvas closely now, moving through a brief but thorough inspection that covered the edges, the surface texture, the back
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