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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Charlotte adjusted the navy scarf in the mirror near the entryway, her movements calm, deliberate. The silk caught the morning light, almost defiant in its familiarity.Logan watched from across the room.“They’re watching for deviation,” he said quietly. “Change your routine and they’ll log it.”“So I don’t change it.”“Not yet.”Charlotte picked up her handbag. “You’re going to the office?”“Yes.”“You canceled meetings.”“I did.”She gave him a knowing look. “So you’ll be there… doing nothing.”“Publicly.”A faint smile touched her lips. “And privately?”Logan slipped his phone into his pocket. “Privately, I’ll find the pillar.”They stepped outside together.The air felt normal. Birds in the trees. Distant traffic. Stillness disguised as peace.Charlotte entered her car first. Logan leaned slightly toward her window before she closed it.“If anyone approaches you directly—”“I disengage,” she finished calmly.“And?”“And I call you.”He nodded once.She drove off at her usual time
Chapter 488
The question hit Logan like an insult wrapped in mockery, sharp enough to sting and deliberate enough to linger. It wasn’t merely what was being offered—it was the presumption behind it, the assumption that he could be toyed with, manipulated into doubt by a voice on the other end of a line. “So,” the man repeated smoothly, his tone unhurried, savoring the moment, “would you like to speak with Charlotte? At least then you’d be certain she’s really with me.” For a split second, Logan said nothing. His silence wasn’t uncertainty—it was restraint. The kind forged through years of control, years of learning when to speak and when to wait. Then the fury came. Not loud. Not reckless. Sharp. Controlled. Far more dangerous than shouting. “You must think I’m a fool,” Logan said coldly, each word falling with precision. “Do you really believe I can be deceived so cheaply?” The man chuckled, clearly amused, as though Logan’s resistance only enhanced the game. “I believe you’re human, Logan
Chapter 487
Morning arrived without ceremony.Logan had not slept.The sky outside their bedroom window shifted from deep indigo to pale gray, and then to the muted gold of early sun. Charlotte stirred beside him, but he was already awake, staring at the ceiling, mind active, layered, calculating.He rose quietly.By the time Charlotte entered the kitchen, he was dressed in a charcoal suit, coffee untouched on the counter, multiple screens open on the dining table.“You canceled the meetings?” she asked.“Yes.”“And?”“Reaction began at 7:12 a.m.”She stepped closer, reading the notifications scrolling across one of the tablets.Two board members requesting clarification.One supplier expressing “concern.”A journalist fishing for comment.Charlotte nodded slowly. “They’re nudging the narrative.”“Yes.”“Unstable leadership.”“Exactly.”She looked at him. “And you’re letting it breathe.”“For now.”Logan tapped a key, pulling up a financial dashboard.Three minor investment arms—shell structures
Chapter 486
The drive home was quiet.Not tense—just heavy with thought.Charlotte sat beside him, her gaze forward, fingers loosely intertwined in her lap. The city lights passed over her face in shifting gold and shadow. Logan kept his eyes on the road, but his mind was nowhere near the asphalt beneath the tires.He was reconstructing everything.The call.The timing.The digital spikes.The holding company name on that tablet.It wasn’t random.It was strategic.“They wanted to measure you,” Charlotte said softly, breaking the silence.Logan didn’t look at her. “They did.”“And?”“And now I know how they measure.”She glanced at him. “You’re not going to sleep tonight, are you?”“No.”She gave a faint, knowing smile. “I didn’t think so.”When they pulled into the driveway, the house looked the same as it had hours ago. Calm. Silent. Perfectly composed.But Logan no longer saw it as a home.He saw it as a monitored environment.He stepped out first, scanning instinctively. No unusual vehicles.
Chapter 485
The private lounge was quieter than the main floor, separated by a paneled divider and heavy velvet curtains that muted the jazz drifting in from the bar. The lighting was lower here, more intimate, casting long shadows across polished wood and leather chairs.Logan remained standing.Charlotte sat slowly, her posture composed but no longer carefree. The man took his time lowering himself into the chair opposite them, as though he had orchestrated every second of this moment.Logan’s gaze never left him.“You said you had information,” Logan began, his voice calm but edged with steel. “Start talking.”The man folded his hands loosely in front of him. “Straight to business. I respect that.”Charlotte glanced at Logan briefly. There was tension in her eyes now—nothing like the playful tone from earlier on the phone.Logan noticed.He noticed everything.“You called me,” Logan said, “you deliberately provoked me, and you implied something about my wife that was meant to anger me. Why?”T
Chapter 484
The moment Evelyn’s words settled in the air—heavy, final, and immovable—Jessica felt something inside her quietly collapse. There was no sudden outburst, no sharp cry. It was the slow, hollow sensation of something vital giving way, like a structure that had been standing for years finally realizing it had no foundation left. Alexander. Not Brandon. No matter what. The words echoed in her mind, repeating themselves with cruel persistence. For several seconds, Jessica remained where she stood, staring at her mother as though she were seeing her for the first time. The woman before her no longer looked like a parent caught between concern and control. Evelyn Marion looked resolved—coldly, unwaveringly resolved—the kind of resolve that shut out reason, dismissed evidence, and erased any possibility of compromise. Jessica swallowed hard. Her throat felt tight, her chest constricted, as though the air in the room had grown heavier. The strength that had carried her through the confro
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