Chapter 2
Author: Poen Konnet
last update2025-05-14 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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