Chapter 022- Brawl at Lutherwheels Logan looked around, expecting to see a security guard, but to his surprise, there wasn't a single one in sight."Is anybody here?" Logan called out, but there was no response."How can a place this big not have a security guard?" he muttered to himself as he pushed open the barricade doors.Logan stepped into the surroundings, with the showroom in his sight. As he moved closer, a sudden yell from behind made him pause."Hey, stop! Help! We have an intruder on the premises. Where do you think you're going?" Turning around, Logan was startled to see a middle-aged man swiftly advancing towards him with a baton in hand – the security guard of Lutherwheels.Before Logan could utter a word, the guard was upon him, swinging the baton. Logan managed to dodge the blow and grappled with the guard for control of the weapon."Lunatic!" spat the guard. "How did you breach our security? You must have escaped from the asylum down the road."Logan realized that t

Chapter 024- Assumptions "Just stop. I don't need your explanation. Can you drive?" Logan asked, determination etched across his face."Sure thing, sir," Rowe replied eagerly."Get in the driver's seat and drive to where they are. I want you to park behind them specifically," Logan said as he settled in the passenger side of the car."Oh, I see what you're up to. Like something out of the movies, huh? The charismatic billionaire trying to impress his crush!" Rowe chuckled, but Logan shot him a stern look."I've never seen someone so nonchalant, especially at your age. Just do as I say, okay?" Logan said, his tone serious."Sorry, boss," Rowe said, jumping into the plush BMW. He started the car and made a swift u-turn towards Zora and the man."I can't believe Zora is moving on so quickly after the drama with her siblings. It's like she never cared. But I'll prove her wrong," Logan smiled to himself as he contemplated his next move.At the Asherkine Ornamental Gallery, Zora Bennett an

Chapter 026- Minutes Before Tragedy "Really? This boy now knows how to throw money around," Madame Amelia mused as she settled onto a sofa with a remote control in hand. *Alaxar Clinic* "Hey Heiress, you're still here. You should head home - there's no point in sticking around," Dr. Vanessa said, peeling off her medical gloves. Her hands were as white as snow from the glove's powder fillings. Diane felt a surge of frustration at the doctor's words, but she held her composure. "What do you mean I should go home, Doctor? I won't leave here until I see my grandfather and take him home!" She exclaimed. "Heiress Diane," Dr. Vanessa said with a mischievous grin, placing a comforting hand on Diane's shoulder. "I've already explained that you can't enter the ward right now. Your grandfather is improving, and I urge you to trust us and leave so we can continue our work.'' "And ain't we supposed to know what happened to him? He couldn't have just passed out without a reason," Tempête

Chapter 028- Late Reunion "You're Eliza Reed!?" he exclaimed, shooting a dangerous, dreadful stare at the woman. Eliza defiantly declared, "Yes, I am Eliza Reed. Does that explain why you pushed me to the wall?" She winced, rubbing her aching back. Logan's eyes widened in concern. "Oh my! I hope you haven't done anything to my grandfather?" he exclaimed, turning to the men behind him. "Stay here with her till I return. I want to check on Grandpa Dom. She must not move an inch," Logan commanded firmly. Logan sprinted at top speed to the VIP ward, following his urgent command. Eliza was taken aback and puzzled by the sudden rush, so she glanced at Rowe and Cody. "Where's he off to? Is he Log..." She was abruptly interrupted by Cody before she could finish her sentence. ''Will you keep shut or I step on your head, wicked soul.'' Cody barked. *VIP Ward* Logan's eyes widened in disbelief as he took in the sight of multiple unconscious bodies scattered across the ward fl

Chapter 030- A Visit To The Local Motel Logan quickly put the call on loudspeaker for everyone to hear, and gestured for silence, his heart pounding as they waited for the caller's next move.The room was so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop. Both sides seemed to be locked in a battle of wills, waiting for the other to break the silence.Finally, the caller broke the tension. "I'm not surprised you're being rude, Mr. Logan Reed. Waiting for your elders to speak first, are you?" The voice on the other end had a mocking lilt to it."What do you want?" Logan's voice was like ice."You're the impatient type, aren't you?" the caller teased. "Aren't you going to ask who you're speaking with?""I've never cared about people's personalities, and I don't plan on starting now," Logan retorted with unwavering resolve."Even if you don't ask, I'll make it known anyway. I am Wendell Luther, son of Heralzia's President George Luther," the caller declared, sounding like he relished his ow