GRAND RETURN OF THE WAR LORD

CHAPTER 8

Sophia could almost feel the ground beneath her open as her grandmother and mother kept raining insults on Logan.

How could she have forgotten about such an important thing as assigning a wealthy family name to Logan—one that would make her family proud of her decision, but Logan had ruined everything, and it’ll end up costing her more than she had even imagined.

“A common employee getting married to Sophia Riven,” Sophia heard from behind her, and turning around, it was Ethan.

“How could you stoop to this? This is really embarrassing for the Riven family, you know,” Ethan scoffed.

Logan could no longer take the insults that members of the Riven family were raining at him. He felt like walking away but he knew he couldn’t. He was now bound to the contract he had signed with Sophia, and if this was the welcome party he had received from them, it was glaring that the next one year of his life would be a living hell.

“This is the man that your daughter decided to marry in the place of Thompson,” Augusta Riven, the grand matriarch of the Riven family said, turning to Rosalia, disappointment evident in her voice.

”That’s enough, Grandma,” Sophia replied, not minding if her actions could escalate the whole situation. “I’m no longer a child, and I have the right to marry who I want to marry,”

Taking Logan by the hand, she pulled him out of the room and led him outside where the guests who were present had parked their cars.

“You’re such an idiot you know,” Sophia barked, the anger in her voice palpable. “Why did you have to tell them that you were an ordinary employee?”

Logan furrowed his brow, surprised that Sophia was accusing him when all he did was to tell them the truth.

“What should I have told them? And if you knew they wouldn’t like the idea of you getting married to an employee, why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Must I tell you everything? I am a Riven for crying out loud, and its normal for my family to expect me to marry someone who can stand up to the Riven legacy. You just ruined me, and to think that I paid you five million dollars…”

“Three million, actually,” Logan corrected, not bothered anymore about what had just happened with the other members of the Riven family.

It wasn’t as if he cared about Sophia in the first place. The only reason he had agreed to the marriage contract was because he was desperate to save Mr. Lee’s life, and now that the operation had been carried out successfully, he wouldn’t mind calling off the deal now.

“You need to get ready for what will happen next because I assure you that the next one year of your life will be the most miserable one you’d have ever had since you were born.” Sophia said, letting out a cold angry breath.

Logan remained speechless as he tried to process what Sophia had just told him.

Without any further word, Sophia entered into her car and drove away leaving Logan all by himself.

“I wonder what you did to my daughter that had made her agree to get married to someone like you,” Logan heard someone say behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Rosalia with a glass of wine walking towards him, the sound of her heels clinking on the marble floor.

Logan wished he could just tell her that it was Sophia who had initiated the marriage contract, and that he never had any plans of getting married to her in the first place. But the terns of the contract wouldn’t allow him to do that, so he just had to play along.

“I’m sorry Mrs. Rosalia, but….”

“I’ll advise you add some respect when calling that name Mr. Logan or whatever it is you call yourself. But if I were you, I’d walk out of this while I still can, because you, mister, will never be welcomed to be a part of the Riven family,”

Logan didn’t flinch, even if Rosalia’s words carried some level of threats and warnings. He knew he only had one year to put up with the Riven family, and after that, Sophia would pay him the remaining two million dollars, and they’d both go their separate ways.

He watched as Mrs. Rosalia returned inside, and then his phone buzzed in his pocket, and it was his colleague and friend Jaime at Skytop Corporations where he worked as a security guy that was calling.

“Hello man,” Logan said as he picked up to answer the phone.

“Hey man,” Jaime replied from his own end.

“Why’d you call?” Logan asked, his curiosity piqued.

“There are some deliveries that would be taking place tonight, and the boss wants us to be stationed there and make sure everything goes smoothly,”

“What deliveries are you talking about?”

“The boss didn’t say, Logan. He said he’s been trying to reach you but your line hasn’t been going. I suggest you start coming right away as the delivery truck will be here very soon.” Jaime informed him, a sense of urgency in his voice.

“Alright man, I’ll be there shortly,” Logan replied as the call came to an end. Slipping the phone back into his pocket, Logan hailed the first cab that drove past him.

“Where?” The cab driver, a man in his late forties asked.

“Skytop,” Logan replied, taking the handle and slipping into the back seat.

They had barely gone half the journey when his phone buzzed again, but this time, it was a test message from Sophia.

“You need to finish what you have started. The marriage is pushing through, and there’s no turning back now,”

Logan just smiled after reading the message as he wasn’t fazed by it. All that mattered to him was the money, and as long as Sophia was ready to pay, he won’t have any problem fulfilling his own end of the bargain.

Arriving at the entrance of the company, he noticed a huge van making its way into the compound.

“Canon forte,” he read the inscription on the side of the van, and for some unknown reason, Logan felt like he had seen that van before. But where? He couldn’t remember.