Frozen Rebirth: I Will Outlive You All

Old Debts

“You are being disloyal to your family” Mason shouted

"You want to talk about family loyalty, Mason?"

​Logan projected his voice over the roaring diesel engines. He ensured every single neighbor on the street could hear him clearly.

​"Let us talk about loyalty," Logan continued. "For fifteen years, I lived in your unheated attic. I wore your discarded clothes."

​He stepped forward, his cold eyes sweeping over the elite crowd. The neighbors were hanging onto his every word.

​"I cooked your meals and scrubbed your floors while you slept in," Logan stated. "When Madison bought purebred dogs, those animals ate premium cuts of meat. I ate their scraps."

​Logan pointed a steady finger at Preston Bennett. "I was nothing but an unpaid servant."

​The illusion of the perfect, charitable Bennett family shattered in an instant. The crowd erupted into horrified whispers.

​In this wealthy neighborhood, reputation was a currency far more valuable than actual gold. Tonight, the Bennett family was completely bankrupt.

​Madison went utterly pale.

​"Slander!" she shrieked, pointing a trembling finger at Logan. "This is absolute slander!"

​She looked frantically at the judging faces of her peers. "Do not listen to a word he says. He is clearly having a mental breakdown. We gave him everything!"

​Mason wiped a trickle of blood from his bruised chin. His jaw throbbed intensely, but his natural arrogance refused to die.

​He grabbed Sienna by the wrist and yanked her aggressively to the front of the crowd.

​Mason was entirely confident in his next move. He had seduced Sienna simply because she belonged to Logan.

​He had wanted to prove he could take absolutely anything Logan had. Sienna had eagerly complied the moment she saw his expensive sports car and designer watch.

​She was obedient to money. She knew exactly how to play the high society game.

​"You are pathetic, Logan," Mason sneered to the horrified neighbors. "He is just bitter because his own girlfriend realized what a complete loser he is."

​Mason squeezed Sienna's arm tightly, pulling her closer to his chest.

​"Sienna left him voluntarily," Mason announced. "Tell them the truth, Sienna. Tell them how he neglected you, and how you came to me for comfort."

​Sienna stood completely frozen under the glaring construction floodlights.

​She looked at Mason's bruised, twisted face. Then she looked at Logan.

​Her mind went entirely blank.

​She had originally slept with Mason purely for a financial upgrade. The Bennetts were rich, and Logan was a penniless charity case.

​But right now, the power dynamics had shifted astronomically.

​Sienna looked past Logan at the sprawling construction site next door.

​Heavy transport trucks were actively offloading massive steel crates stamped with industrial hazard warnings. A towering mechanical drill was already tearing deeply into the earth.

​This was not just a luxury mansion renovation, it was an impenetrable fortress.

​Logan was spending millions of dollars without batting an eye. The scale of his endless wealth made the Bennett family look like absolute peasants playing with pocket change.

​Sienna calculated the odds in her head.

​Did she really want to continue opposing a man this incredibly powerful just for Mason? Mason only had a monthly allowance from his father.

​Logan had actual liquid cash. If she played this situation perfectly right, perhaps Logan would forgive her.

​Perhaps she could live in that incredible, secure fortress with him.

​Just then, Logan reached into the inner pocket of his dark coat.

​He pulled out a thick, crisp stack of one hundred dollar bills.

​He casually peeled off twenty bills from the massive stack. He handed them directly to the site foreman standing nearby.

​"Great work securing the perimeter tonight," Logan told the foreman loudly. "Keep the construction crews running all night long. I want the food storage units sealed and insulated by Friday."

​"Yes, sir," the foreman nodded eagerly, pocketing the massive cash tip. "We will not stop until the bunker is perfectly secure."

​Logan turned his cold gaze back to Sienna.

​He slowly tapped the remaining stack of thick bills against his open palm.

​He offered a slight, knowing smirk and raised his eyebrow. He fanned the green dollars ever so slightly under the bright lights.

​Sienna felt a massive surge of adrenaline. The choice was violently obvious now. She knew exactly who the real winner was.

​"No," Sienna gasped loudly.

​She violently ripped her arm out of Mason's tight grip. She took three large steps away from him.

​Her face instantly twisted into a perfect mask of pure victimhood.

​"What are you doing?" Mason hissed under his breath. His eyes widened in absolute panic.

​"I will not lie for you anymore, Mason!" Sienna cried out dramatically.

​"You coerced me!" Sienna wept. "You threatened to have Logan kicked out of the house and thrown onto the streets if I did not go along with your disgusting games!"

​The neighbors gasped in unison. Ashton shook his head in absolute disgust, glaring at Preston Bennett.

​"Sienna, shut your mouth this instant!" Madison screamed.

​She took a highly threatening step forward. Her elegant facade was completely destroyed.

​"I will not be silenced by you people anymore!" Sienna yelled back, squeezing out fake tears perfectly.

​She ran desperately toward Logan. Her eyes pleaded for a scrap of his vast wealth and forgiveness.

​"I loved Logan! I have always loved Logan!" she sobbed. "You people forced me into this nightmare. You are absolute monsters!"

​Mason stood completely paralyzed on the sidewalk.

​His face flushed a deep, violent purple shade. He looked like he was going to vomit.

​Logan let out a low, echoing chuckle.

​"There you have it," Logan said smoothly, addressing the stunned crowd of wealthy elites.

​"The prestigious Bennett family. Liars, thieves, and abusers."

​Logan tucked the stack of cash back into his coat. He did not spare Sienna a single glance of pity.

​He looked squarely at the neighbors. "You all might want to check your own valuables before inviting them over for dinner again.”