2026-04-30 12:00:59Something shifted within Logan, he became angry but controlled himself, "It doesn't matter what you say Alfred. I know that my father is somehow involved in what happened to her and for that I will never forgive him. You of all people should know that.”
Alfred took a deep breath, "Young Master, I know that I'm in no position to tell you this, but your father is not the only one in the Mitchell family. Refusing to perform your duties… simply means that you're ready to throw away all the decades of effort put into building this empire.”
Logan scoffed and looked away. He understood where Alfred was coming from, Astral Corp was his responsibility but he had been running away from it for years and now it had finally caught up to him. He hated being here, but Mia… for her sake, he was willing to do anything, even if it meant coming back to the place that once caused him unbearable pain.
He took a pen and read through the documents, then sighed it before handing it over to the old man. And at that moment, his status elevated, he now had assets worth billions to his name.
"Congratulations, Young Master. You're now the sole heir of this great empire . I couldn't be happier.” Alfred said with a wide smile.
But Logan wasn't too happy, he instantly demanded, "The cash, Alfred. I need it now.”
After some time, Logan left the building. He had taken another exit because he knew his in-laws were waiting to flood him with questions, he wanted to avoid that.
He looked down at the bag he was holding and was really happy. The exact amount of money needed for his daughter's treatment was finally with him. He got into a taxi and headed back for the hospital.
He later arrived, walking hurriedly towards Mia's room. As he turned to the next corner, what he saw next made him fuel in anger. Francis Lee was hugging Ava just outside Mia's room. His hands were placed on sensitive areas of her body, and the worst part? Ava was enjoying it.
"What the hell is going on here? What are you doing with my wife? You shameless bastard.” Logan roared as he rushed over to them, yanking Francis away from Ava and slamming him against the wall. He grabbed the director’s collar and glared hatefully at him.
“Logan! Are you crazy?” Ava yelled, “Let him go right now, you idiot!”
"Ava!" Logan called in shock, "Why are you defending him? Can't you see what this bastard is trying to do?"
"I think you've misunderstood, Mr Mitchell." Francis spoke with calmness despite the situation he was in, he had a smug smile attached as he continued, "Ava was only showing gratitude because I helped pay lovely baby Mia's medical f*e… Since you were nowhere to be found.”
"I thought I made it clear that I would be paying my daughter's medical f*e and that we didn't need his help." Logan had a hurt look on his face when he turned to Ava. "So, why did you accept his help?"
Ava snapped, “You never made anything clear, Logan. You were just being a prideful asshole. Our daughter has been sick for years, she can't live a normal life thanks to your poverty-stricken ass!”
A cold shiver ran down Logan's spine. How could Ava be this cold with her words…
Ava saw the shocked expression on Logan’s face but she could care less, ‘You have failed as a father and a husband.” She pressed on, “You should be on your knees thanking Mr Lee for coming through for us despite your arrogance!”
Logan let go of Francis' collar, he couldn't believe that it was Ava saying this right now. "But my love… I have it, I have the money right here." he said as he opened the suitcase, showing her the neatly-stacked cash.
This shocked Ava.
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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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