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LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 114
Troy Reece well, he was already at rock bottom, he had tried so hard to get back up but that has proved to be. He had already gone to an unthinkable length of giving up his own daughter, and even that hadn't secured him the fresh start he'd hoped for. The money he’d gained from that monstrous exchange was nearly gone, and with every drink and drag he took at the bar, he felt himself slipping further into despair. As he sat there, his thoughts grew dark and desperate. While he was at it, suddenly, like a spark in the darkness, an idea crossed his mind. An idea that, in any other circumstances, he might've dismissed, but in his current condition, the idea seemed too great to dismiss. He thought maybe he could track down his ex-wife, Elizabeth. Maybe he could use the charm he once wielded over her to squeeze out a few dollars, just enough to survive a while longer. But what he didn't know was that, a year is more than enough to change someone and that was what he was going to f
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 115
Garry has stayed longer than he had anticipated in Mike's place in the United Kingdoms, when he felt he wasn't downhearted anymore and he couldn't keep running away from his responsibilities. He decided he would have to go back to his father's mansion and try as much as possible to learn about the entire syndicate. Because from his conversation with Nolen, he has no idea what the syndicate was all about. After bidding Mike and Natalie bye promising he would come visit soon enough, he left. Arriving in the Netherlands, his driver came to pick him up from the airport and he went straight home to his father's mansion. Garry set his bags down in his dimly lit hallway, the familiar scent of his cologne and old books, proves that he was Home. But he barely had time to inhale the scent and look around before a knock sounded at his door. Opening it, Garry found Nolen standing on the doorway looking as serious as always. “Uncle Nolen, what brings you here so late at night?” he asked.
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Bentley’s words filled Garry's mind and he just couldn’t help but feel the weight of what he’d just stepped into. He’d thought he knew, thought he’d been prepared, but the reality of the syndicate was starting to press on him like a cold grip around his heart. It's been days since they had that conversation but it hasn't been easy, the syndicate was deeper than just dealing with the men. There were secrets, about the syndicate that he just couldn't fathom. He had another meeting with Terrence Bentley today, so he dressed up and went to him, besides he was still learning the ropes about this whole thing. “Oh Garry welcome, He is waiting for you.” Damon Salvatore uttered and led him to Terrence's study. Bentley set his glass of wine down and stood up, beckoning Garry to follow him. They walked down a narrow corridor, their footsteps echoing in the silence. Bentley glanced back as if sensing Garry’s unease. “I know it feels like a betrayal, Garry,” he said and continu
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The night air was cold as Garry slipped into the passenger seat of the black GLK, Nolen was silent in the driver’s seat, his eyes fixed straight ahead. “Do you know where we’re headed?” Garry asked, glancing over at Nolen. Nolen nodded, and uttered “Paris… Elena Donovan’s last known location was a safe house in the 7th Street. She’s been on the run for weeks. The syndicate has people watching her, but no one has gotten close enough to make the grab.” Garry let out a slow breath, trying to shake the tension in his chest. “And you’re just… watching? No advice, no help? Aren't you supposed to give me a tip?” Nolen glanced at him, a smirk appeared on his face. “This is your assignment, kid. Bentley wants to see what you’re made of. I am just here to make sure you survive it.” Garry swallowed, feeling the weight of that statement, he then nodded and uttered; “I can handle it.” Nolen’s smirk grew slightly. “We’ll see.” The drive to Paris felt like a test of endurance, every mile
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 118
She laughed softly and uttered; “Oh no, I didn’t betray him, Garry. He betrayed himself, and he betrayed you. If you knew the things he did… if you knew what the syndicate truly is, you wouldn’t be sitting in that seat, driving me back like some obedient dog." Garry’s grip on the wheel tightened, anger flaring in his chest. "You don't know anything about him or about me." "Don’t I?" she countered, and blurted out; "He kept so much from you. Did you ever stop to wonder why? Did you ever question Bentley’s true intentions? Or are you just blindly following orders, hoping you’ll live up to a memory that’s only half the truth?" Garry’s jaw clenched, a cold, gnawing doubt beginning to creep in. He thought he’d understood his father, thought he’d known the man who had raised him, but Elena’s words stirred something deep within him, an uncomfortable feeling, like a shadow lurking around beyond his reach, somewhat far-fetched. It was like this just might be bigger than he is and the onl
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 119
As the evening sun sets, Bethany took one last look at Hilary, who was giggling on Marie’s lap, totally content with everything. She took a deep breath, her heart swelling with ache, the time for her to go back to work is here and it hurts her so bad that someone else would watch over her daughter while she works hard to secure enough money. It's been three days since Marie had welcomed her into her home, now it was time to leave. “Thanks, Marie,” Bethany said softly, her voice laced with gratitude, she added; “It means everything to me that you’re here for her.” Marie smiled, reaching out to squeeze Bethany’s hand. “You know Hilary is like my own. And you, well, you deserve to chase your dreams, Beth. I know this isn’t the life you wanted but one never knows what tomorrow would bring.” Bethany’s eyes shimmered, and she forced a smile, nodding. She gave Hilary one more kiss on the forehead. “Be good for Aunt Marie, okay?” Hilary wrapped her tiny arms around her mother’s nec
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 120
The first file began decrypting and transforming into a series of images, documents, and video clips. Garry was nervous as he didn't know what was waiting for him to see. He clicked through them, his mind struggling to process what he was seeing on the monitor. Each piece of evidence was more of deep secrets about the syndicate. Filled with corruption, blackmail, and assassinations. And at the center of it all the one who was orchestrating the chaos, was Terrence Bentley. One file he clipped on made him cold in his feet, as it was a video, about sometime before his father’s death. Just then his father’s face appeared in the video, looking tired, worn, but determined. He was seated across from Bentley, the camera’s angle capturing them both. “I’m telling you, Terrence, this path you’re taking will destroy everything we’ve built. The syndicate was supposed to protect people, not exploit them.” His father Jackson said. Bentley leaned back in his chair, his expression wasn't
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 121
“I can’t protect you forever, Jack!” Bentley said, his voice filled with frustration. “If you keep pushing against the Council’s agenda, they’ll come after you. And you know there is nothing I can do to stop that.” Jackson sighed, leaning against a table covered in maps and documents. “Terrence please, I want you to know that I am not pushing against them, Terrence. I’m trying to stop them from crossing the lines we swore we’d never cross. We built this syndicate to protect those who couldn’t protect themselves, not to become another cartel.” Jackson uttered. Bentley shook his head and blurted out; “And you think I don’t know that? You think I haven’t fought the same fights? But you’re putting yourself in their sights, and if you keep this up, they’ll eliminate you without my knowledge that's who they are. This syndicate isn't all forefront with us in case you haven't noticed.” Jackson met Bentley’s gaze, his expression quite resolute and he retorted, “If that’s what it takes t
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The glow of the sunset shone bright through the windows, casting a golden light across the room. Elizabeth sat on the edge of the couch, her hands placed on her laps. She was deep in thoughts. Her delicate features were calm, but her eyes told a different story, one of desperation and unyielding hope. Across from her, Liam watched in silence, his face softened with love and understanding. He reached out and placed a reassuring hand on hers. "Elizabeth, I hope you know that nothing, absolutely nothing, changes how I feel about you. You're my everything. A child or no child, I love you just as you are." She smiled faintly, but her lips quivered. The tears she had been holding back spilled, as they ran down her cheeks. "I know, Liam, but I can't let it go. I can't. It’s not just about us. It's about me. It’s about... proving something to myself, to the world." His brow furrowed as he moved closer, kneeling before her. "Elizabeth, you don’t have to prove anything to anyone
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As the battle and issues escalated, both sides prepared for a climactic showdown or change. Malcom, who was feeling great by his victories, pushed harder, taking greater risks. Wren, ever the strategist, cautioned him to stay on the course. “We can’t let emotions cloud our judgment,” Wren warned one evening. “You mean my judgment,” Malcolm snapped and continued; “Don’t you forget, Wren, I am the one who has everything to lose here Patricia would hate me for sure.” “And I’m the one ensuring that you even have a chance to win,” Wren shot back, she continued; “Remember who put you in this position, Malcolm. The council doesn’t and would never tolerate failure or in your case, insubordination.” Malcom glared at her but said nothing. She was right after all, if not for the impute of the council he wouldn't have even been able to shake Blue Net Group the way he has. So rather than get cocky, it would be better to keep a low profile for now as the Council is who he could rely on to g
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CHAPTER 174
Over the next few weeks, Malcom and his mysterious ally who he had just met, began working in the shadows, unraveling secrets that could bring Blue Net Group and Logan Bentley to their knees. But Logan wasn’t oblivious to what was happening, with the help of Sean they began to dig. He began noticing cracks in his perfect world, his supposed business partners withdrawing support, contracts falling through, whispers of his father's past being dug up, his as well being married before. Late one night, Patricia found him pacing in his office, his face filled with worry. “Logan, what’s wrong?” she asked very concerned about him. “I don’t know yet,” he admitted, running a hand through his hair. “But I think Malcom is back.” Patricia was quite confused, she uttered; “Isn’t he and his father in jail? Even if he is out, what do we do?” Logan turned to her, and uttered; “We have no choice but to fight. Whatever he is planning, we have to stop it, for good this time.” “I will b
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CHAPTER 173
****A Week Later**** The boardroom of Blue Net Group was buzzing with tension. Logan Bentley, tall and confident with charisma, stood at the head of the table, addressing his team. “Our reputation is about to be punctured if it hasn't already we need to make all those horrible rumours disappear like it never happened,” Logan said, his voice steady. “But we need to ensure that there are no loose ends. I want every department to triple-check and make sure it all goes away.” As he spoke, Patricia Howard entered the room, her presence like sunlight breaking through storm clouds. She smiled at Logan, and for a moment, Malcom, watching through a concealed security camera feed, felt his rage ignite anew. “Look at them,” he hissed, his voice dripping with venom. “So perfect, so untouchable. I’ll wipe that smug look off his face if it’s the last thing I do.” William D'Cruz chuckled beside him as they were both in the same supposed holding cell, but they have never lost contact with the w
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CHAPTER 172
When Bethany got home from the photo studio, she had no idea that she was being followed by Troy. Inside her apartment, Bethany lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. After having a long day and the fact that she saw someone she didn't expect to see, gave her instant insomnia. Sleep wouldn’t come, Troy’s face, his words, his pleading tone they way he looked at her, all of that kept playing in her thoughts endlessly in her mind. She sat up with a frustrated sigh, wrapping a robe around her shoulders. She needed some water so she moved to the kitchen after pouring herself a glass of water. She heard the faint sound of a car door just outside her house, well it made her pause. She kept the glass down and moved to the window, peeking through the curtains and surprisingly, there he was. Troy, leaning against his car, his face turned up toward her building. Bethany’s pulse quickened, a mix of anger and unease knowing that he didn’t leave. She grabbed her phone and s
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Bethany’s breathing was quite rapid, her chest rising and falling as she stared at him. Memories of how she was longing for him came flooding. Her mind also raced with images of sleepless nights and searching faces in every crowd or movment until she finally found her daughter. “They could’ve been monsters,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “You gambled with her life, Troy. With my life, all of our lives.” “I know,” he murmured, his voice soft, he knew the magnitude of what he has done; he added; “I know I don’t deserve forgiveness. But I had to tell you, I needed you to know I never stopped thinking about you or about her.” Bethany shook her head, tears streaming freely now. “You don’t get to do this right now. You don’t get to come back and play the victim. I’ve rebuilt my life, Troy. Without you without any of your excuses.” “Bethany, please,” he begged, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m not asking for anything. I just wanted to see you. To say I am sorry.” She took
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CHAPTER 170
Alex stepped forward and uttered; “Then we split up.. .Sean and Miss Patricia will work on disabling the detonation from here. I and Logan, will go to the facility and stop whoever planted this.” Terrence nodded. “Fine. But if this is a trap, you’ll need backup and I will be there.” Logan grinned darkly; “I’ve got enough firepower to deal with anything he throws at us.” Alex and Logan arrived at the power hub in record time, the countdown ticking ever closer to zero. The facility was quiet, but the tension was suffocating. “They’re here,” Logan muttered, scanning the shadows. “William wouldn’t leave this unguarded of course.” As if on cue, gunfire erupted from the far end of the hall. Logan bent for cover, returning fire as masked operatives swarmed the area. ‘Council agents? They are here too? Did they sign up with William?’ Logan thought and uttered; “William’s pulling every string he has got, I believe he is working with Council Members.” Alex then reloaded his weapon,
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Logan folded his arms, looking deep into his father's eyes, he then said, his tone skeptical; “And you believe that?” Patricia, seated beside Logan and didn't say anything. Damon Salvatore uttered; “William is not someone who relies solely on physical resources. His greatest weapon has always been his mind. If he’s saying he’s still a threat, we should take that seriously.” Sean, leaning against the wall, chimed in. “Sorry to say this but, I have been monitoring chatter from the Council. It’s been unusually quiet lately… too quiet.” “Well, keep an eye on them, the bone of contention here is William.” Damon Salvatore retorted. “Sorry sir, the thing is, if William has connections, they might be lying low, waiting for the right moment.” Sean said. Terrence slammed his hand on the table, his voice firm and stern; “Enough. I won’t let that snake dictate how we live our lives. We’ve fought wars on multiple fronts before now, so we can handle whatever is coming.” Patricia who has
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CHAPTER 168
Days later, while the Council were mourning and regrouping, Terrence Bentley decided to go see his brother William D'Cruz in prison. The air inside the prison was tense. Terrence Bentley walked through the dimly lit corridors, his shoes echoing as he walked gently and took one step at a time. The guards gave him curious looks but stepped aside as he passed, recognizing the power of authority he carried. Finally, he reached the holding cell where his supposed brother, William D'Cruz, sat slouched on a bench looking even more pathetic than the last time they met. The man who had once been a master manipulator and Terrence’s greatest rival was now a shadow of his former self, dressed in a gray jumpsuit, his face gaunt but his eyes burning with determination.. Terrence smirked as he approached, leaning casually against the bars. “Well, well, well,” Terrence Bentley uttered, his voice filled with mockery; “Look who finally got a taste of justice. I almost didn’t believe it when
