Chapter 8
Author: Best-Writes
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The gala was a temple of excess that night. Golden chandeliers bathed the ballroom in soft light, tables glimmered with crystal glasses, and the air was perfumed with wealth and arrogance.

Damian Rhodes adjusted his cufflinks, his grin stretching wide as he whispered to Isabella, “By the end of tonight, everyone here will know the Rhodes name isn’t just powerful, it’s eternal. My father’s talking with senators, and I’ll speak with the vice president of Bliss Corporation myself.”

Isabella leaned into him, her ivory gown catching the light. “With you, Damian, I’ll finally be where I was meant to be. No more poverty shadows. No more shame.” She said the last words with venom, as if spitting on Logan’s memory even in his absence.

Damian smirked. “Forget that loser.Tonight is about us.”

They raised their glasses, basking in the illusion of untouchable glory.

But glory has a habit of turning sour.

The first sign was subtle, the lights suddenly dimming, then flickering once. Guests looked up
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  • Chapter 8

    The gala was a temple of excess that night. Golden chandeliers bathed the ballroom in soft light, tables glimmered with crystal glasses, and the air was perfumed with wealth and arrogance.Damian Rhodes adjusted his cufflinks, his grin stretching wide as he whispered to Isabella, “By the end of tonight, everyone here will know the Rhodes name isn’t just powerful, it’s eternal. My father’s talking with senators, and I’ll speak with the vice president of Bliss Corporation myself.”Isabella leaned into him, her ivory gown catching the light. “With you, Damian, I’ll finally be where I was meant to be. No more poverty shadows. No more shame.” She said the last words with venom, as if spitting on Logan’s memory even in his absence.Damian smirked. “Forget that loser.Tonight is about us.”They raised their glasses, basking in the illusion of untouchable glory.But glory has a habit of turning sour.The first sign was subtle, the lights suddenly dimming, then flickering once. Guests looked up

  • Chapter 7

    Ethan’s voice came steady, not excited. “Do not force anything. Manny, we don’t know what’s in there. We go slow. Claire, can you get a read on the room?” This was an important operation, Ethan was there to ensure there was no mistake.Claire’s feed came back, an overlay of heat signatures, cell pings, and a note, there was a hotel laptop on a server rack nearby that the senator’s aide used for recording meetings. The tech guys keyed a decryption request into Manny’s earpiece, they'd prepared a secured unlock code earlier using credentials obtained from the director’s files. They had no step-by-step instructions for breaking the lock, instead, they had legal access tokens the director had carelessly stored in an email, and the techs used that to authenticate to the hotel’s administrative console.Manny typed the code into a handheld terminal Ethan’s team provided, a small, authorized-looking device and the locker clicked. Inside sat a hard drive, wrapped in plastic, labeled with a h

  • Chapter 6

    Joey sat across from Ethan and Logan an hour later. He recapped everything slowly and precisely, like a good witness.“The senator bragged,” Joey said. “Said everything they did gets buried. Said he has a drive somewhere, evidences like videos, audios, everything. Every crime they've committed, their partners every details. Then he turned to a director, the Bliss director and told him to clear any problems or face consequences.”Logan fingered the edge of a file. “The senator named names?”Joey nodded. “Yeah. He said inspectors get reassigned. Reports disappear. A judge gets nudged. The director promised to clean it up. He… he sounded like he expected to be untouchable.”Ethan’s jaw tightened. “That director is their inside man. If he really does that, he’s the most dangerous link we have. He sits at our table and clears messes at Bliss Corporation for Rhodes.”Logan leaned back and drew two lines on the map spread before him, one from the Rhodes hotels to Senator Rhodes house, the ot

  • Chapter 5

    The study smelled faintly of paper and old leather. Logan sat behind the heavy oak desk, his eyes on the stack of files spread open. The names,hidden contracts, stashed funds, photographs. Every one of them circled back to the Rhodes.Ethan closed the door softly behind him. “You look like a man ready to go to war,” he said, strolling toward the desk.Logan didn’t look up. His fingers tapped against a folder stamped with the Rhodes hotel insignia. His voice was low, steady. “Not war, justice.”Ethan raised a brow, pulling out a chair and sitting. “Justice sounds a lot more than revenge when you say it.”Logan finally lifted his eyes, and the coldness there made Ethan pause. “The Harts destroyed me once. Now they rely on contracts, partnerships, and powerful allies to stay afloat. I'll cut those ties, and watch them crumble. No one will even want to be seen beside them.”Ethan leaned back, studying him. “And the Rhodes?”A faint, humorless smile ghosted across Logan’s lips. “Damian Rho

  • Chapter 4

    The two men stepped forward without hesitation.“Wait, don’t you touch me.” Damian started, but the guards seized his arms, their grip unyielding. Another moved toward Isabella.“Don’t lay a finger on me!” Isabella screamed, jerking back. “I’m not some beggar you can toss around!”Her protests meant nothing. The guards dragged them both through the hallway, their heels scraping against the polished floor. When they reached the main lobby, the guards didn’t slow. They shoved open the glass doors and hauled the pair outside.Damian tried to free himself, shouting, “Do you know who my father is? You’ll regret this!”One guard leaned in coldly. “Orders are orders.”And with one last push, they were thrown onto the hard steps of Bliss Corporation’s entrance.Damian stumbled but caught his balance. Isabella wasn’t so lucky. She fell hard, her knees scraping against the pavement. Her purse spilled open, scattering lipstick, compact, and cash across the concrete.Isabella’s face turned crims

  • Chapter 3

    Down in the lobby, Logan stood exactly where they had left him in silence, his expression was unreadable, as he was surrounded by whispers. The guards still hovered nearby, waiting for the final order.And the secretary, face flushed with shame, hurried toward him.When the two security guards saw the secretary, they closed in on Logan. Their boots echoed against the polished floor, hands grabbing his arms roughly.“Alright, let’s move,” one said, tugging him toward the doors. “This lobby isn’t a shelter for the homeless.”The watching staff exchanged amused looks. Someone chuckled. “Finally. They’re tossing him out.”“Did he really say he came to see the Vice President?” another whispered. “What a joke.”Logan didn’t resist. His shoes slid quietly over the marble as they dragged him away. His face was calm, almost detached, but the sting of their words echoed in the lobby.“Stop!”The voice cracked like a whip.All eyes turned. The Vice President’s secretary rushed down the staircase

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