Chapter 38
Author: Poen Konnet
last update2025-06-29 22:21:40

Heads snapped to Logan.

Gasps spread.

This “good-for-nothing son-in-law,” had dared oppose Carter—at their own table.

Seeing this, Mason stood and stormed toward Logan.

“Charlotte’s toy handbag thinks he’s family enough to open his mouth! Logan, you useless leech—shouldn’t you be grateful we even let you sit at the table at all?” He sneered.

“Yet, you have the audacity to speak up? You live off her—don't you? How shameless!”

A ripple of laughter and scoffs surged around the room:

“Who asked the nobody to speak?”

“Get out of our house!”

“Trash like him should leave!”

Charlotte’s face tightened with anger.

"Logan didn’t flinch. He turned to Mason, eyes cold and unblinking."

“I’m not a handbag. I’m her husband—and I’m here to protect and support her. And that’s exactly what I’ll continue doing.”

Just then, the scoffs continued from different members of the Sullivan family.

“He thinks he’s some hero?”

"Charlotte's body guard!"

“He’s so delusional!”

But Logan didn’t back down. Instead h
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