2025-05-14 15:37:08Divorce?
The word rang in Logan’s ears like a slap. How come? Charlotte and he had been a loving couple. Why would she suddenly agree to divorce? Barbara must be lying! Logan jumped into a cab, his thoughts spiraling. Ten minutes later, he stormed into their modest home. Almost immediately, he saw his mother-in-law Barbara, and a young man that he had never seen before, lounging arrogantly on his couch. The unfamiliar man was impeccably dressed, and wearing a luxury wristband—his outfit alone was easily worth over a million. The moment Barbara spotted Logan, her face lit up and her smile turned venomous. She scolded, “Oh, finally! The deadbeat arrives. Hurry up and sign the divorce papers!” However, Logan ingnored Barbara’s words entirely. He looked up at the unfamiliar man and asked coldly, “May I know who this is?” “You fool, don’t you know who Mr Liam Hayes is? He is the Chief Operating Officer of Rhine Corporation, the most renowned powerhouse conglomerate in Elleville.” “He earns a million a month and is the perfect husband we've found for Charlotte! Sign the divorce papers now, and Charlotte can be with him!” Barbara threw the divorce agreement across the table. So this was Liam Hayes? Logan had heard the name several times before. Grandma Sullivan and Barbara had mentioned it again and again, hoping that Charlotte would divorce Logan to marry this man. In their eyes, a union with the Hayes family wasn’t just a social upgrade—it was a strategic masterstroke. They also believed that Charlotte's marriage to a Chief Officer at Rhine Corporation, the largest conglomerate in Elleville, would open doors to valuable business connections, boosting their family business and granting them unrivaled access to elite circles in the city. “You trash, Charlotte is already packing her bags. Don’t you dare idle and waste our time!” Barbara urged impatiently. Logan clenched his jaw, sure that Barbara was only putting up a show. There was no way Charlotte could divorce him. He stepped forward, his voice calm but firm. “I don’t believe you. Charlotte would never choose this. Not now. Not ever! I know her.” Barbara scoffed, pointing the divorce papers. “You think this is a joke? Look at it for yourself then. She already signed!” Logan's eyes scanned the sheet and almost immediately, his stomach turned cold. There it was—Charlotte Sullivan’s signature. Elegant, precise, and unmistakably hers! He stared at it in disbelief, a wave of sorrow flooding his heart. She had signed it. But why?! Barbara’s voice pierced through his thoughts. “Stop staring like a fool and just sign your own part." "Charlotte’s moving out of this stink hole with Liam. She’s ready for a new life. You should be grateful she even stayed this long!” But Logan wasn’t listening anymore. Had he misjudged Charlotte? Was she giving up him and their daughter? Meanwhile, Liam took one look at Logan’s plain clothes and sneered. “I thought Charlotte the beauty would be with someone impressive, but it turns out she’s stuck with a useless freeloader like you. How bizzare! You’re not worthy of her!” “Get lost! You’re not invited!” Logan snapped. “This is between Charlotte and me—none of your damn business! You bastard!” Used to being respected and admired from his high-ranking position, Liam had never been yelled at like this. “If it wasn’t for Elder Mrs Sullivan begging and Charlotte waiting for me to marry her, do you think I’d enter this asshole you call a house?” Furious, Liam laughed mockingly. “And in case you don’t know, Elysian Bloom is already on the verge of bankruptcy. With just one word, I can greenlight a hundred-million-dollar deal and save Charlotte’s company. But you? You’re just a worthless trash. What can you possibly do?!” Logan’s eyes gleamed with a chilling light. Liam’s words reminded him of all the insults and contempt he’d suffered from the Sullivan family. It was the same venom, the same mockery. “You’d better sign the papers and obediently hand over your wife!” Seeing that Logan remained silent, Liam assumed he was backing down and decided to press further. However ... With a swift kick, Logan sent Liam sprawling to the floor. The entire Rhine Corporation now belonged to him. And yet a mere Chief Operating Officer in his company dared to insult him and his wife?
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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
Chapter 274
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
Chapter 273
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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