2025-05-14 15:36:21“Young Master Brooks, is that you?” came the familiar, deep voice on the line.
Logan’s hand trembled slightly. “It’s me. I was just about to call you.” “Oh, really? That’s perfect. Where are you right now, Young Master?” “Vermil Hospital, Elleville City.” “Wait right there. I’m on my way!” Thirty minutes later, a clearly expensive private helicopter came to a halt on the hospital car park. Out stepped a man in a black suit, slightly graying at the temples, yet tall and commanding in presence. It was Felix Graves, the chief butler of the Brooks family. Everyone in the hospital turned to look as he walked in with the firece-looking guards that surrounded him. Felix quickly found Logan. “Felix Graves, at your service, Young Master Brooks,” he said with a deep bow. Logan frowned at the gesture. “We’re in the public—drop the theatrics.” “Yes, Young Master. I’m just glad you finally answered my call. Your father will be pleased. Oh, and—happy early birthday. Your father has already transferred a small gift to your account.” “A gift?” Logan checked his balance and nearly dropped his phone. 300 million dollars. He’d always known the Brooks family was one of the most powerful in the capital, and even in the entire nation, but to casually drop $300 million as pocket money? Felix continued, “This is a global limited-edition black-gold card. It has a withdrawal limit of 90 billion. Also, the Elleville branch of Brooks Heaven’s Order—Rhine Corporation—is now yours. Starting today, you are its true owner.” “And lastly—this team of family-trained Shadow Guards is now under your direct command.” Felix handed him the card, a stock agreement, and raised his hand. Twenty elite guards emerged from hidden corners of the hospital, masked and armed. They knelt before Logan in unison. Logan sucked in a breath. He had heard of Rhine Corporation—the largest conglomerate in the city, worth billions. And these shadow guards... they looked more like elite commandos than bodyguards. He had no idea his family held so much power. After all, he had left home so young. But if they were this powerful… why hadn’t his father saved his mother? His mother had died helplessly, just like that! Logan clenched his fists. One day, he would uncover the truth. Logan promised himself. But right now, his daughter needed him. After Felix left, Logan rushed to pay the full amount. This time, he didn’t have to beg or borrow. The hospital immediately deployed the top surgical team, advanced equipment, and moved Chloe to the best intensive care unit—assigning two private nurses to watch over her 24/7. For the first time, Logan’s heart eased. He swore—he would never let his daughter and wife suffer again. Just as he was about to go home and tell Charlotte the good news, his phone rang. It was his mother-in-law, Barbara. Logan answered quickly. “Hello, Mom? What’s wrong?” “Logan, Charlotte has agreed to divorce you. Come home and sign the papers.”
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The woman’s beauty was undeniable, but what drew more attention was the air of authority she carried, as though the room itself bowed to her. Conversations hushed slightly as eyes followed her path.When she reached Logan, she extended her hand with a confident smile.“Mr. Brooks,” she said smoothly, her voice low but commanding. “I’ve heard much about you.”Logan’s sharp eyes studied her, narrowing slightly as he placed his glass down and took her hand in a firm shake. “And you are?”“The daughter of the Minister of Security,” she replied, her smile widening as though she enjoyed the ripple of surprise her introduction caused. “You may call me Isabella.”Logan inclined his head respectfully. “A rare honor, then. I don’t often find myself in such company.”Isabella leaned slightly closer, her perfume subtle yet intoxicating. “Oh, don’t be modest. I heard you’re the iron hand—the man who never bends, who always gets things done, no matter the cost.”There was a flicker of satisfac
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The evening air around the Ministry of Security’s residence was crisp, tinged with the faint aroma of freshly pruned hedges that lined the vast compound.Floodlights swept across the stone walls, illuminating guards stationed at every corner. The black vehicle that carried Logan pulled to a slow halt at the main entrance.Logan stepped out with measured calm, dressed in a perfectly tailored dark suit that whispered power without the need for words. His jaw was set, eyes sharp, and demeanor commanding—he was a man who carried storms within him yet concealed them beneath a composed exterior.The guards, upon verifying his details, wasted no time. One of them gave a crisp salute, the kind reserved for men who mattered. “Mr. Brooks, you are expected. Please, this way.”He was ushered past the grand double doors of the Ministry’s residence, where polished marble floors gleamed under golden chandeliers. The corridor was wide, lined with oil paintings of national heroes and towering fig
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Carter’s gaze fell directly on Harry, unflinching. “Shocked to see us?” he asked, his voice smooth but dangerous, carrying that calm menace only someone used to power could wield.Harry swallowed hard, his throat dry. "You see, Harry, this is our opportunity.” He gestured with a long, pale hand, pointing to the men standing ready behind him. “Our opportunity to deal with you ourselves, instead of letting the police—or anyone else—handle you. Tonight, this is on our terms.”Harry’s stomach dropped. “Deal with me?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He could feel the weight of their eyes pressing into his back, the expectation radiating from them like heat from fire.Carter took a measured step closer. “Yes, deal with you,” he repeated. “You’ll pay for John's blood!".His words cut like steel, sharp and absolute. “You killed our brother. That much is clear. But John’s name, his life, will not be twisted further in any… ritual or revenge. That line, Harry, we do not cross.”
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Logan arrived in front of the Minister of Security’s residence.He was immediately led to a grand hall. The grand hall shimmered with light, the chandeliers raining golden brilliance down on the gathering of men who shaped the country from behind the curtains. Their suits were dark, their expressions unreadable, their whispers soft but sharp as blades. Every move in that hall carried meaning. Every glance was political.He had been summoned, guided, and tested. Now, at last, he had been chosen.The Minister of Security himself rose from his place near the dais, a tall figure with a presence that silenced the murmurs around him. He held a polished wooden case in his hands, simple but regal. The moment stretched, each second echoing in Logan’s chest like a war drum.“Logan,” the Minister said, his voice deep and resonant, “through years of precision, loyalty, and ruthlessness when necessary, you have been deemed worthy of what so very few in our history have carried. Tonight, we besto
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Logan seized Charlotte by the wrist and pulled her toward the door. Her breaths came fast and shallow, each one tinged with panic and exhaustion. She stumbled against him at first, her legs trembling from what she had endured, but he steadied her, half-carrying her out of the suffocating room where she had nearly lost everything.The air outside was sharp, carrying the faint smell of damp soil and rotting wood. To Charlotte, it felt like the first clean breath she had taken in hours. Logan didn’t slow down. He dragged her past the broken porch, across the crunching gravel, and toward the line of vehicles where his men were already fanned out, keeping watch for resistance.“Clear the way!” Logan barked, his voice echoing through the night like steel striking stone. His men immediately shifted formation, covering the flanks while keeping their weapons trained on the house.Charlotte’s knees buckled again, and Logan tightened his grip on her shoulder. “Stay with me,” he muttered, his
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Logan advanced closer to the bed where Mart hovered over Charlotte, his voice steady but filled with the force of restrained fury.“Get up from her,” he ordered, each word cutting like steel. “Leave her alone. Now.”The command was not just spoken—it thundered through the dimly lit room like a judgment long overdue. His chest rose and fell with deep, controlled breaths, but the fire in his eyes betrayed the storm raging inside.Charlotte lay beneath Mart, trembling, her wrists raw from the ropes, her breath broken by sobs she was too exhausted to suppress. Her wide eyes darted to Logan, clinging to the sudden light of hope that had burst into her prison. She had prayed for rescue, whispered desperate pleas into the dark, and now he stood before her like an avenging force.But Mart and his men were not cowed. Fury twisted their faces. One of them, the one holding the knife at the edge of the bed, stepped forward. His expression carried both madness and arrogance as he raised the blad
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