Chapter 11
Author: Poen Konnet
last update2025-05-14 15:52:55
“What did you say?!” Ava looked horrified. “Apologize to Mr. Hayes! NOW!”

“Logan, I’ll give you one last chance. Tell Charlotte to show up at my house tonight.”

Stepping foward, Liam’s piggy face quivered with rage.

“As for you—get on your knees and kiss my ass, or I’ll make sure you rot in the pit.”

A chill flashed in Logan’s eyes, his lips curled into a cold smile.

“You think I’ll kneel to you, a pumpkin-headed joke?”

He wasn’t the same man they used to step on.

He was the real power behind Rhine Corporation now.

“Shut up, you filthy mouth!” Liam’s face darkened.

Then he raised his head arrogantly, “You’re just scum—what could you possibly understand?”

“I’m Rhine’s COO. I could crush your wife’s company with simply one phone call! And all you can do is coming back to me and kiss my ass.”

“If that’s the case,” Logan said lightly, his expression calm and indifferent, “then I suppose I’ll just strip you of everything today.”

What the fuck?!

At Logan's words
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