Logan stood motionless, he was desperate, his fists clenched in rage. The rain hit his face, mixing with the sweat on his skin. His heart pounded like a drum on his chest, the weight of failure pressing against his chest. Sean exhaled sharply, his voice strained. “Logan… I know this is bad, but we’ll find her.” Logan turned slowly, his eyes dark with all kinds of emotions. Fury, agony, determination, even sadness. “She was right there, Sean. I could see her. I could hear her.” His voice cracked slightly, a rare slip in his control. “And now she’s gone again.” Sean nodded grimly. “He planned this. He was always one step ahead.” Logan’s jaw clenched so tightly as he uttered; “Not anymore, I’ll turn this entire damn city upside down if I have to. I’ll track every contact, every safe house, every last damn clue…” His phone rang, looking at the caller it was none other than his wife, Patricia. For a split second, Logan hesitated to pick up, how could he tell her? How could he

Logan’s breath hitched on hearing that he has a bond with his daughter, the fact that he has not held her in his arms for a while now. His fingers went numb for half a second before his grip on the wheel became stiff. “Seraphina.” He muttered. His baby girl was there, scared, trapped in the hands of a lunatic. His jaw locked. “You’re putting her through hell, Malcolm. She doesn’t belong to you.” Malcolm exhaled heavily. “She doesn’t even know who you are right now. Have you ever thought about that? She hasn’t cried for you. She hasn’t fought me. Maybe she’s starting to realize where she truly belongs.” Logan’s vision went red. “You son of a—” But Malcolm’s SUV suddenly veered off the road, taking a barely visible dirt path. Logan’s chest tightened. Sean’s voice was sharp in his ear. “Logan… he is heading for the cliffs.” A muscle jumped in on Logan’s jaw. If Malcolm went over the edge, he’d take Seraphina with him. “No… no… Sean, get in front of him. Cut him off!” Loga

Malcolm let out a breathless chuckle, slowly turning back to face her. A red mark was already forming on his cheek. “She didn’t cry much, you know,” he murmured and added; “She was calm with me.” Patricia’s nails dug into her palms, because she didn’t understand what was happening! She’s nine months old, Malcolm! She doesn’t know what fear is yet, but you were willing to introduce it to her.” Malcolm shrugged, his gaze unreadable and he said; “I would’ve been a good father.” Patricia’s whole body trembled with rage, she blurted out; “You are nothing but a sick, delusional coward.” Malcolm exhaled through his nose, amusement flickering in his eyes. “I loved you, Patricia.” Patricia’s stomach twisted in disgust. “You don’t know what love is, I doubt you will ever know the meaning of that word.” “You never gave me the chance to prove that to you, all you ever thought about was him. Even when he ran away and married some brat, you still waited for him, all for what? I should have

Logan Bentley was not a man who tolerated threats, especially against his family. Malcolm had declared war, and Logan had every intention of ending it swiftly and permanently. Seated in his private office, Logan made a single call. “Move forward with the plan.” The response was immediate. “Understood, sir.” Malcolm’s escape had been orchestrated with outside help, which was Brian’s network. But Logan’s reach extended beyond that. With a few well-placed calls, he ensured that every financial avenue connected to Malcolm was frozen. Bank accounts were flagged, offshore holdings left were seized. Every penny Malcolm had access to vanished overnight. The next morning, Malcolm sat in a cheap motel, frustration creeping in as his card was declined. Brian’s phone rang. “We have a problem,” Malcolm growled. Brian frowned. “What?” “My accounts, all of them. Logan is behind this.” Brian exhaled. “I told you, he’s not just some businessman. He’s got people everywhere, but that w

Damien sat in his Moscow penthouse, watching the news reports with satisfaction. “Finally, Logan, you are no longer untouchable, can't wait to rob it on your face, tomorrow you will hear from me.” Logan Bentley was finally on the defensive or so he thought. That night, everything changed, Blue Net Group’s stock rebounded, just as Blue Net Group’s stock hit its lowest, a mysterious buyer swooped in acquiring billions worth of shares, stabilizing the market, thus Damien’s short-selling strategy collapsed instantly. Another thing that happened was the corporate warfare. Logan had anticipated the takeover attempts, so instead of resisting, he baited Damien’s shadow companies into revealing themselves. The moment they struck, Logan launched counter-offers and aggressive buyouts which outbidded and forced Damien to lose billions. The next morning, Damien woke up to find that his own stock holdings were under attack. There was a series of anonymous investors who were quietly buyin