2025-05-14 15:41:02However, his grin vanished instantly when he saw several burly men in black outside his door.
“What the hell—?! Who the fuck are you?!” He paled. “You can call me ... Mr Judgement,” Logan sneered coldly. Then he raised his leg and kicked Liam hard, sending him sprawling backward into the room, which was filled with filthy adult toys and perverse accessories.Logan's face darkened.
Behind him, Kane waved his hand, and in a flash, the seven bodyguards charged in and quickly subdued Liam, whose butt was exposed to the air.
“The end of the world isn’t here yet! What the hell are you judging? Do you know who I am?! I’m Liam Hayes of Rhine Corporation! Offending me will be the last thing you ever do!” Liam snarled in panic. “I don’t care about the end of the world for others—but your world ending? That’s my business. And of course, I know who you are. Liam Hayes of Rhine Corporation — I came here exactly for you.” Logan stepped into the room with his silver mask gleaming beneath the golden light. He had deliberately turned the voice changer down several levels. And obviously, Liam didn’t recognize him. “What the hell do you want?! This is illegal trespassing!” Liam was sweating bullets. Facing these men with unknown intentions, his bravado started to crumble. If he weren’t relying on his status as a Rhine Corporation executive, he would’ve already wet his pants. Oh, no, well ... his pants weren’t on! Logan dragged a chair across the floor, sat down elegantly opposite Liam, and took out a piece of paper. “Illegal trespassing? Isn’t that your specialty?” Logan sneered and began reading from the sheet. “Liam Hayes, 33. Enjoys underground parties, drugs, gambling, and wife-swapping games.” “On March 6th, you deceived your subordinate John Wales into bringing his wife, Amby Swan, to an underground party under the guise of giving him a raise, only to rape her.” "On May 14th, pretending to lend money for a medical emergency, you met your 19-year-old cousin, Lyra Brown, at Roland Racetrack and forced her into having sex in the car." "On July 22nd, at a masquerade ball, you got the wife of the President of the Spring Song Foundation drunk and assaulted her while she was unconscious." Logan listed off several women Liam had victimized—names, dates, locations, photos, testimonies—every detail accounted for. Liam trembled with fear. How did this masked man know such secret details? Even a top prosecutor wouldn’t find all these out, yet this guy before him had everything?! “You’re framing me! That’s slander!” Liam tried to deny it all. “What proof do you even have? And what right do you have to judge me?" “Refusing to admit it? Well, doesn’t matter. Whether you admit it or not, it makes no difference.” Logan raised a finger, and thousands of pictures and videos flickered across the gigantic screen in the room, all solid evidence of the crime Liam had committed so far. Eyes popping out in horror, Liam instantly knew his darkest secrets were exposed. Sweat streamed down his face as he pleaded, “No, no, please… let’s talk this out…” “What do you want from me?” Liam asked, his voice cracking. Logan tilted his head with a smirk. “Let’s play a little game.” Liam blinked, confused. “W-What?” “Truth... or punishment,” Logan said, dragging the chair closer to Liam. “Answer, but be careful,” saying so, Logan pulled out a tablet and placed it before Liam. One glance—and Liam broke out into a cold sweat. The tablet contained a complete list of all his assets, even down to his bank balances. He couldn’t believe his eyes—who the fuck was this masked man to know so much?! “Maybe I’ll consider letting you leave with your tongue still in your mouth,” Logan continued with a smile, “however, if I don’t like what I hear, I’ll take one of your assets and give you a slap in return.” “Got it?” Liam, feeling helpless, nodded frantically. Logan’s voice was razor-sharp as he launched the first question. “How many underages have you blackmailed into bed?” Liam choked, then stammered, "Ni… ni… ninety… s-se-seven…"
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Logan crouched in the shadows, his eyes narrowing as he observed the two men whispering at the far end of the corridor. They thought themselves safe, hidden away in the quiet recesses of the hospital, far from watchful eyes. But Logan had been trained to notice the slightest shift in behavior, the faintest hint of guilt. And from the way the men spoke in hushed tones, from the way they exchanged glances with unease, he knew they were involved in something darker than they wanted to admit.The men were completely unaware that Logan had been watching them all along. They leaned against the wall, their voices low but sharp enough for Logan to catch every poisonous word.“…if we add a little more next time, it will surely finish him off,” one whispered, his tone steady but laced with malice.The second nodded nervously. “But what if someone begins to suspect? That boy… Logan. He’s been coming around too often, and he seems too clever for his own good.”The first man sneered. “Don’t wor
Chapter 147
Logan’s hands trembled slightly as he withdrew the last syringe from his father’s arm. The faint beep of the monitors steadied, the irregular rhythm smoothing into something that resembled stability. Relief surged through him like a tide, but he did not allow himself the comfort of resting. His father’s condition was not simply the result of illness—it was treachery, and everyone in the room needed to know it.Slowly, Logan rose from the bedside. His father, Curtis Brook, lay pale and frail on the sheets, his breathing shallow but steady. The family and attendants had gathered in the master chamber of Brook Mansion, their eyes fixed on Logan as if he alone carried the weight of their hope.Logan’s gaze swept over them, sharp and unforgiving. “Listen carefully,” he began, his voice low but firm. “My father’s illness is not natural. His condition worsened because someone has been poisoning him—bit by bit, day after day.”Gasps rippled through the crowd. A servant dropped the tray
Chapter 146
Logan ignored the doctor’s shouting as if the man’s voice were nothing more than background noise. His focus was locked entirely on the man lying weak and pale before him—his father.He lifted the small porcelain cup to his father’s lips and gently tilted it, letting the bitter herbal infusion flow slowly into his mouth. His father made a faint noise, but swallowed, sip after sip. Logan’s movements were calm and deliberate, but inside, his blood boiled.When the last drop was gone, Logan set the cup aside and watched closely.A few minutes passed. Then, almost imperceptibly, his father’s chest rose a little more steadily. His breathing wasn’t as ragged. A sheen of cold sweat broke across his forehead, and Logan recognized the sign—some of the poison was leaving his system.Moments later, the smell in the air shifted, and Logan saw the doctor stiffen in surprise. The herbs were working.Still, Logan knew it wasn’t enough. The bulk of the toxin remained buried deep inside his father’s b
Chapter 145
Logan moved closer to the bed, his footsteps muffled by the thick carpet of the Brooks master suite.His father lay there, pale and unmoving, his breathing so faint that Logan almost had to lean over to see the rise and fall of his chest. The smell of antiseptic lingered heavily in the air, but beneath it, there was another scent—a bitter, metallic note he knew all too well.Poison.He placed two fingers gently on his father’s wrist, feeling the sluggish, uneven pulse. Then he pressed his palm lightly against his father’s chest, listening with the trained patience of someone who had treated him before.His heart sank. The toxin levels in his father’s system weren’t just present—they were higher than before.Much higher.It wasn’t a mild contamination or a trace dose—it was deliberate, heavy, and meant to kill quickly. If something wasn’t done immediately, Logan estimated his father had only hours, maybe less, before his body shut down completely.A troubled heaviness settled in Logan’
Chapter 144
Charlotte was still smiling faintly from hearing that Chloe was alive when her phone lit up again.The number on the screen was unfamiliar.She hesitated, her thumb hovering over the green button. But before she could answer, the call ended.A second later, her phone buzzed again—this time, a text message.Her breath caught as she read it:> Warn your husband to stay away from whatever involves his family, unless he wants to die. That goes for you and your daughter too.Charlotte’s fingers trembled around the phone. The words seemed to pulse on the screen, each one seeping into her chest like ice. Someone knew about Chloe. Someone knew about Logan. And now… someone was threatening their lives.Her first instinct was to call Logan immediately, but she stopped herself. Her mind was racing. If she told him now, he would come storming back, reckless and furious, and with Chloe’s condition, the last thing they needed was more chaos.Still, fear gnawed at her. Whoever sent that message kn
Chapter 143
Logan felt his chest tighten as the doctor’s words echoed in his mind. Vegetable for life. The phrase didn’t belong in any sentence describing his little girl.“No,” he said firmly, his voice thick with defiance. “That’s not possible. My daughter will not spend the rest of her life trapped in her own body. I don’t care what it takes—I’ll make sure Chloe is fine… and normal again.”The doctor’s sympathetic expression didn’t change, but Logan barely noticed. His mind was already racing through possibilities—specialists, overseas treatments, experimental therapies. He was prepared to fight the world if that was what it took.Before he could speak again, his phone began to ring. The name flashing across the screen made him pause. Charlotte.He answered immediately. “Charlotte.”Her voice came through the line, strained and sorrowful. “Logan… about Chloe… Did you—did you find her body?”Logan was silent for a long moment. He could hear Charlotte’s breathing on the other end, uneven and
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