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LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 127
The room eventually settled with time, but what just happened was still lingering in his mind. If there was actually a bullet in the gun, he would have been dead without a second thought. Troy still stood there, and the gun was still in his trembling hands, unsure of what to do next. The scarred and bald man who everyone seemed to call ‘Joey’ signaled Troy to place the gun back on the table. And he quickly did, he felt the weight of the tension wear off. "You’ve passed step one," Joey said, showing his approval, and then he added; “That doesn’t mean you’re one of us yet. It just means we’re not scraping you off the floor tonight and you have bought a temporary spot on the group. Like I said, you have to always prove yourself or you just might stop breathing." The talkative man, who had been the most vocal with his jeers earlier, stepped closer. His eyes scanned Troy up and down, he still doesn't trust Troy, not like him even. If it were up to him, he would have killed him bac
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 128
An hour later, Troy found himself squeezed into the back of a black van, his knees pressed against a crate full of equipment he didn’t understand what was in it. There was a lot of tension in the air and the sharp scent of oil and metal. Joey sat across from him, silent and focused, while Blake leaned against the door, cleaning his nails with a smirk every time Troy's eyes met his. ‘Could it be that, they were planning to use him as the fall guy? What if this was a trap for him as he was dispensable to them?’ His mind and heart kept racing he couldn't put his hands on it but things weren't going right. He was having cold feet and wondering what awaits him, but no matter what they had planned for him, he wasn't going to die. Troy Reece was determined to make sure he comes back in one piece. Jason was in the driver’s seat, navigating the van through streets toward the docks. Troy’s mind raced, his hands wouldn’t stop trembling, and every bump in the road felt like it rattled
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 129
He ran and ran and finally, he saw it, he saw the dark van parked at the edge of the lot. The others were already inside, the engine was on. "Come on!" Blake shouted from the open door. Troy sprinted the last few feet, throwing himself into the van just as Jason floored the pedal and the zoomed off. The doors slammed shut, and the van roared away, leaving the chaos of the docks behind. As he collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air, Blake leaned over him with a mocking grin and uttered; "Not bad, for a rookie… maybe you are not completely useless after all." Joey, seated in front of him gave a single nod of approval to Troy and uttered; "You did what needed to be done, that’s a start… let's see how well you can do more.” Troy didn’t respond to either of them. He just laid there panting heavily and gasping for breath. His entire body was trembling and he just couldn't believe what had happened. He actually survived, he went through hell and back. But he knew this wa
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 130
He was about to shut the door when Henry Donald uttered sternly; “Mr William, D'Cruz I will make sure I bring something meaningful if only you would fill me in. I have sources that would be of help. Let me do this because I don't want to go back to prison. I am very much loyal and would do anything to make sure that Logan Bentley goes down.” The silence in the room was so much that if a needle fell on the floor, it would make an impact. Henry didn't know how he became so bold but he uttered; “I didn’t come this far to be intimidated. I will make sure to get to the bottom of it all and I will not go back to jail. Logan will pay for what he did to me. So I will keep digging so keep me by your side as I am more of an asset than a liability.” “We’ll see about that.” William D'Cruz uttered and walked away, leaving Henry and Fletcher in silence. Henry sank back into his chair, his legs were trembling out of fear. “You sure have his attention now, you should be careful when brin
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 131
Bethany walked out of the elevator into the lobby that was bustling with people, some who had serious tasks to deal with, while others were busy trying to secure a position for themselves. But Bethany's mind was unsettling as it was filled with all kinds of emotions. Shame, anger, regret, sadness and so on. She just didn’t stop walking until she was outside the company. The cold air made her sigh as though she had just escaped suffocation. She leaned against a nearby lamppost, holding on to it for support. Her heart was beating fast, she couldn't get enough of what she just saw. Yes she knew that Logan, her ex-husband, was Terrence Bentley's son, but she didn't expect that he would actually be the owner of that new company. ‘Logan Hudson, why did it have to be you? Of all people in the world, why you? How do I cope with this?’ She thought Bethany began to remember everything she had done to him, how she had wronged and humiliated him in ways she couldn't let go. Now she would
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 132
As she left his office, she couldn’t help but feel that the real battle was just beginning. Logan might have the upper hand now, but she wasn’t about to let his presence break her down. She has been through a lot, so she would hold on to his hands if it means she would have a better life than being a stripper. So as Bethany walked down the corridor, her mind was spinning. But underneath all that despite her resolve was to keep things professional, a dangerous thought began to bloom in her mind. She wanted to be close to Logan again, to continue from where they left off, hoping that he would want it too. But then, she shook her head, scolding herself. 'Bethany, you have no right to want that. Not after everything you did to him, have you forgotten how you spoke to him and broke his trust?’ She thought. But then the heart they say is treacherous more than anything else, it has its own logic, and seeing him again, more stunning, confident and exhibiting power than ever,
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 133
Bethany spent the following weeks throwing herself into her work. The marketing department praised her efforts, due to the fact that her modeling for the company’s sleek new car line brought in attention from clients and media alike. She was after all a beautiful woman looking very voluptuous and enticing, so the male clients in particular were the most excited. Outwardly, she appeared confident and composed, but inside, she was in turmoil, she was going through a series of pain and heartache. Every interaction with Logan was like walking on thorns. He remained professional, polite but distant, he wasn't actually giving her an opening to discuss anything personal ever again since the last conversation he had when he said it was too late for them. Bethany just couldn’t help but watch him when he passed through the office, always exuding authority and charm as well as confidence. And as for Logan's lover, Patricia Howard, although Bethany rarely saw her, she still managed
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 134
Over the next few weeks, Bethany did her best to focus on her own growth. She started attending self-improvement seminars, rekindled old friendships, her friends Susan and others who had made fun of her while she was a dishwasher, reached out to her and apologised for their behaviour, which she forgave. She even went on a few casual dates, though none of them felt right, how could they? One afternoon, while preparing for a major company gala, Bethany overheard Patricia's name again. “She’s hosting the charity auction this weekend,” a colleague said. “Apparently, Mr. Hudson Bentley will be introducing her as his fiancée officially then.” “Wow!! Really?” Another said and continued; “She is so beautiful, I can't imagine how she must feel. If only I were in her place, I would never leave, I can only imagine how she would feel.” Bethany’s stomach twisted, but she forced herself to stay composed. She couldn’t let anyone see how deeply the news affected her negatively. When the e
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Hours later, under tight security and with immense reluctance, Rick was escorted out of the prison. The trio waited in a black SUV, their faces grim as he climbed into the backseat. "Feels good to breathe fresh air again," Rick said, stretching his arms. "Now, let’s get down to business." Bethany turned to him, her eyes blazing with desperation. "Where is she, Rick?" Rick pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Carter. "An address… she’s being held there. But you’d better hurry. My associates aren’t exactly the patient type." Carter snatched the paper, scanning the address. "If this is a trap…" "It’s not," Rick interrupted smoothly. "I want you out of my hair as much as you want your kid back." “Well it better not be a trap, or else I will make sure you stay in jail or worse meet your untimely death regardless of the consequences.” Troy Reece uttered sternly. “Relax big guy…” Rick said, raising his hands in surrender, mockingly and added; “It's not a tra
CHAPTER 209
One after the other, the trio slipped inside, moving between stacks of crates as gently as they could. The sound of voices grew louder. They spotted Marcus Kane at the center of the room, flanked by armed guards. Carter whispered, "We take out the guards quietly. Then we corner Marcus." Troy nodded, drawing his silenced pistol. One by one, they incapacitated the guards, their movements swift and precise. Finally, they approached Marcus, who was seated at a table, his back to them. Troy pressed his gun to Marcus’s temple. "Don’t move." Marcus froze, his hands raised. "Well, well, Reece. You’ve got guts showing up here." Bethany stepped forward, her voice shaking with anger. "Where is Hilary? Where is my daughter?” Marcus smirked and uttered; "Ooh!! I am shaking in my pants, wait did you think I’ll just hand her over? Rick’s paying me more than you can imagine to keep her out of your reach." Carter slammed his fist on the table. "We’re not leaving without her!" The sound
CHAPTER 208
Bethany sat in the car on a quiet road a few miles from the Bentley estate, her hands trembling as she clutched the steering wheel. She had driven here in desperation and Troy as well as Carter had flanked her from behind, but Logan’s guards had turned her away without even hearing her out. Tears welled down in her eyes as she thought about her daughter, alone and in danger. Her phone buzzed on the passenger seat, and she flinched, hesitating before picking it up. Rick’s message was short and brutal; “Time’s up. No freedom, no daughter.” ‘How did he have my phone number? Of course he is a notorious man. What's so special about my phone number that it would be too hard to get?’ She thought. Bethany began to sob, her body shaking as she tried to gather her thoughts. Logan wasn’t coming, he was too caught up in his own war to help her. How could she expect him to drop his own family obligations just so he could save a child who wasn't his, not to talk of one whom she had turn
CHAPTER 207
Patricia stood in the doorway of his study wearing one of Logan’s button-up shirts, her arms folded across her chest. She looked at him with concern, but her voice was steady. “You’ve been up all night, what's up?” Logan turned, his expression softening when he saw her. “I had to plan.” Patricia stepped closer, her bare feet on the wooden floors, even though it was cold she didn't mind, she then uttered; “Planning is one thing and wearing yourself out right before a fight is another.” “I can’t afford to rest,” Logan replied, his voice firm but gentle. “Malcolm won’t stop until one of us is dead. I have to be ready.” Patricia reached out, taking his hand and said; “I know you feel like this is all on you, but it’s not. You have people who want to help you. Damon’s men, the loyal guards here, and… me.” Logan’s jaw tightened. “You’ve already helped enough, Patricia. More than I would ever ask for, B But now, you need to focus on yourself and the baby. I won’t risk you being cau
CHAPTER 206
Bentley's estate was quiet but tense. The events of the night replayed in his mind: the ambush at the cabin, Patricia’s revelation, and Damon Salvatore’s shadowy intervention. Everything pointed to one undeniable fact, that this wasn’t just survival anymore. It was war! A soft knock at the study door interrupted his thoughts. It opened slightly, and Patricia peeked in. Her face was calm, but her eyes betrayed her concern. “You should be resting,” Logan said, setting the glass down. She stepped in, closing the door behind her. “I can’t sleep, not with everything happening. Not with you down here, planning who-knows-what.” Logan stood, walking over to her. “Patricia, you need to trust me. I’ll handle Malcolm.” “And what happens if you don’t?” she asked, her voice trembling. “Logan, I’m scared. For you, for us, for this baby. Every time you walk into danger, I feel like I’m losing a part of you.” Logan gently took her hands, his eyes softening. “I know you’re scared, but
CHAPTER 205
The woods were quiet except for the wind, but Logan’s mind raced as he paced the cabin’s living room. Patricia sat on the couch, her hands tightly gripping the edges, her face pale but determined. “We need to leave this place soon, Malcolm already knows where we are now. It’s only a matter of time before he sends more men to cause a scene or worse.” Patricia hesitated, then stood, her arms instinctively wrapping around herself protectively. “Logan, look here, running away won’t solve this. You know that as well as I do.” Logan turned to her, his expression softening but still firm. “This isn’t running, it's called a strategy. We regroup with our own men and plan our next move. Malcolm thinks I’ll be caught off guard simply because I am in the woods, but I won’t give him that satisfaction, hell no! They were the ones who started this, his father hated my father because of a grudge, he killed him and he paid with his life for it, so if this is what I have to deal with for spar
CHAPTER 204
The room was eerily silent after Logan’s departure, the reality or the fact that what had just transpired in front of him began to kick in. His father’s lifeless body laid on the floor, and his blood gushing out from his head beneath him. Malcolm dropped to his knees beside William, his hands trembling as he shook him. “Father, wake up!” His voice cracked, desperation could be seen. But despite all the tears and calling, William D’Cruz was gone, his now cold and blind eyes staring at the ceiling into nothingness. The shot was directed to his brain so no amount of surgery could bring him back to life. Malcolm’s breathing was no longer normal, it is more like he was hyperventilating as he clenched his fists. He felt his anger deep into his veins, boiling hotter than he thought possible. His entire world had just been shattered by Logan Bentley, his cousin, and right then and there as he knelt down beside his father's dead body, he vowed and swore to make sure, Logan pays wit
CHAPTER 203
Damon nodded. “If you’re set on this path, Master Logan, then promise me one thing: don’t lose yourself entirely. Your father wouldn’t want his legacy to be remembered in blood.” Logan didn’t respond. He simply turned back to the desk and pulled out a drawer, retrieving a small, sleek pistol that had belonged to his father. He checked the chamber, the metallic click echoing in the silent room. “This isn’t about his legacy anymore,” Logan said quietly. “It’s about vengeance and making sure men like William and Malcolm never hurt anyone again.” **** Days later, seeing his father's remains that was completely unrecognisable, made Logan feel as though he had not done anything yet. He was supposed to be planning his father's burial but all he could think about was William's dead body being brought to the morgue as well. He couldn't just sit back and let his father be buried alone. What was his offence, being really good at everything and being his father's favorite? Well that was t
CHAPTER 202
As Logan walked out of his room well dressed, he was no longer just Terrence Bentley's grieving son, oh that ship has long sailed he was a man on a mission, a storm brewing with the promise of destruction. The Bentley estate’s private garage housed a collection of cars, each a symbol of his father’s taste and success. Logan selected a sleek black SUV, its engine roaring to life like a growl from deep within his chest. He peeled out of the driveway, his destination clear: William D'Cruz's sprawling estate on the other side of town. Damon, who saw him driving away, immediately sent trusted men to shadow him. “Ready the men, make sure nothing happens Master Logan is that clear?” “Yes sir!!” They all ran off and began shadowing him, because his safety was their priory, should something happen to him, it could cost them their lives. As the city lights blurred past, Logan’s thoughts were filled with the memories of his father, his warm laugh, his stern yet encouraging words kept
