Chapter 6
Author: Poen Konnet
last update2025-05-14 15:40:05

Logan calmly watched her go, a playful smile on his face.

Unknown to Barbara and the whole Sullivan Family, he was now the president of the Rhine Corporation — so whether they cooperated or not was entirely up to him.

Wasn't it?

Liam was nothing!

But when he glanced at Charlotte, he saw her brows furrowed with worry.

Logan’s heart softened.

She not only had to worry about their daughter, she also had to worry about the company.

He pulled her into his arms and reassured her.

“Don’t worry, we’ll find a way. Remember the struggling businessman I mentioned I had helped before? He has connections and is willing to lend us a helping hand.”

Charlotte nodded with hesitation.

Though she agreed, the worry didn’t leave her face.

******

Logan decided to take over the Rhine Corporation soon.

Now that he was going to wield enough influence, he'd secure Charlotte’s place as the unshakable CEO of Elysian Bloom.

His wife, Charlotte, had endured the harsh treatment of the cold-hearted Sullivan family board long enough.

Despite her unwavering loyalty, sharp leadership, and clear vision, they refused to recognize her true worth.

Now, no one would dare belittle her again and their daughter would grow up in a world where her mother was respected, not scorned.

Logan swore inwardly.

That night, while Logan sat in his study strategizing their next corporate move, Charlotte remained at Vermil Hospital, silently keeping vigil by their daughter Chloe’s bedside as she lay unconscious after a grueling—but half successful—surgery.

According to the doctor, Chloe would remain unconscious for quite a long time.

The good news, however, was that Chloe still had a big chance of making a full recovery.

For Logan and Charlotte, this was a small blessing amidst all the misfortune.

Just then, Charlotte’s phone buzzed against the table.

She had forgotten it in the rush to return to Chloe's bedside.

Logan glanced at the phone dismissively, about to silence it, when a message notification popped up.

Thinking it might be an urgent update from the company, he decided to check, in case he needed to pass it on to Charlotte right away.

He picked up the phone, and immediately noticed the sender was ... Liam.

His eyes narrowed dangerously.

Feeling something was off, he clicked on the message to read.

And what he saw made his pupils shrink with rage.

"Ms Sullivan, I’m giving you one last chance. Meet me at Room 238, Grand Bellaria Hotel, tonight at 10 PM. Let’s discuss privately how your company can collaborate with mine. Come alone."

It was a short message, but it struck Logan’s deepest nerve.

Logan’s eyes burned with fury.

Even if he didn’t know much about Liam, he realized what Liam was up to.

Liam’s plans to marry Charlotte had failed, and now he had likely devised another scheme to get her into his bed.

This wasn’t going to be a business meeting—it was something entirely different!

Fucking bastard!

Without a second thought, Logan deleted the message.

He was no longer that useless son-in-law who couldn’t protect what mattered.

Now, he would protect it all.

Logan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, repeating to himself over and over.

“Starting today, anyone who tries to hurt my family ... will pay the price.”

When he opened his eyes again, they gleamed with a chilling light.

A cold, calm smile curled on his lips.

“Liam Hayes! Begging for death already? Don’t worry — I’ll make it slow, and unforgettable.”

With rage and cold calculation battling within him, he made a call.

“Activate Shadow Protocol. I want Liam Hayes investigated to the last shred of his dignity. Full background. Bring the evidence.”

Within half an hour, Kane, the head of Logan's newly gained Shadow Guards, arrived with a dossier.

Fifteen minutes later, Logan arrived at the Grand Bellaria Hotel, along with Kane and seven other Shadow Guards.

These Shadow Guards were all armed, each of them capable of taking on a hundred men.

“Young Master, dealing with Liam Hayes is easy job. Why don’t you stay here in the car while we take care of him? I promise to finish him off clean and fast,” Kane suggested.

“I know it’s easy taking him down. But that’s not what I want. I'm here to ruin him!” Logan said, his voice cold as ice.

Logan then put on a custom silver bat-style AI mask with a voice changer that Kane handed him, to conceal his true identity.

He didn’t want to expose his identity in front of Liam.

He only wanted to make sure his wife and their daughter would never be bullied again.

As long as he could protect them quietly from the shadows, that was enough for him.

At exactly 10 PM, they arrived at Room 238.

Kane and the other seven bodyguards moved with brutal efficiency, surrounding the room.

Logan knocked on the door and waited patiently for Liam to answer.

Within seconds, the door creaked open.

Liam, wearing a smug grin and a silk robe with nothing underneath, stepped out.

His mouth already running.

“Oh here comes my beauty Charlotte. As long as you satisfy me tonight, everything else is negotiable. Otherwise —”

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