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LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 153
After their little escapades at the warehouse in Amsterdam, Netherlands they decided to go back to the mansion. The drive back home was silent, but the tension in the car was serious, everyone was thinking really hard of what to do next. Logan stared out the window, his mind replaying the events of the night. When they arrived at the estate, Terrence poured himself a glass of scotch, watching his son from across the room. Logan was as still as ice, he wasn't saying anything and from the looks of it, he had a lot troubling him. “You’re too quiet, Logan, speak your mind.” Logan turned to his father, his eyes sharp,he uttered; “He’s not just working for the Council. He believes in them, dad… like this is personal. Did you see the way he talked about their plans? He wasn’t just following orders.” Terrence’s expression darkened, but he didn’t respond immediately. Logan stepped closer, his voice rising. “You’re holding something back. You know more about this Council than yo
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 154
As planned, the convoy moved through the city at dusk, its movements deliberate. Logan was disguised as a driver and was monitoring the surroundings from within one of the trucks. Sean and his men shadowed the operation from unmarked vehicles, their communication lines crackling with updates. "Movement at 10 o’clock," Sean’s voice came through the earpiece. Logan tensed, his eyes scanning the street. A dark figure appeared on a rooftop, trailing the convoy like a predator stalking its prey. "It’s him," Sean confirmed. "He is making his move." "Wait for my signal," Logan whispered, his pulse quickening as he had no idea how this would end. As the convoy entered a narrow underpass, the stranger struck. A flash grenade exploded ahead, forcing the vehicles to halt. The stranger leaped down, his movements precise as he approached the lead truck. Logan stepped out, his hands raised; "Looking for something?" The stranger paused, a smirk playing on his lips. "Brave of you to sh
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 155
Meanwhile, Henry, who was in the car of the policemen who had arrested him, was quite composed, even surprising them. The squad car rolled through the empty streets, its siren now silent, leaving only the hum of the engine. Henry stared out the window, his mind racing, but outward he was calm. He trusted Margaret to reach out to Arnold Cage, but he also knew the risk involved in it. Mr Fletcher and Mr William D’Cruz were dangerous men, men who wouldn’t hesitate to eliminate threats, even if it meant targeting Henry’s family. That was his only worry, but at the moment he was glad that the man who threatened his family was dead. One of the officers glanced back at Henry, his eyes wondering, he then uttered; “You don’t seem like the average guy we pick up on a scene like that. What’s your story?” Henry met his gaze in the rearview mirror but said nothing. He wasn’t about to explain himself to someone who couldn’t help him out. The car slowed as they approached the station,
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 156
As the pieces of the plan began to fall into place, Margaret and the kids were taken away to the safehouse under the cover of darkness. Arnold’s contacts worked tirelessly to secure Henry’s release, leveraging his information to start dismantling the empire Fletcher and D’Cruz had built. The game was on, and for the first time, Henry wasn’t just surviving, he was fighting back. And he would do whatever it took to ensure his family’s future. ***** The safehouse where Margaret and here kids were taken to was a modest cabin nestled deep within the woods. Margaret sat by the small fireplace, holding Lucas close as Emma rested her head on her lap. The children had fallen silent, their earlier questions replaced by the weight of their mother’s tension. Margaret’s phone was on the table, the screen dark. She stared at it, hoping that it will light up with news of Henry. A knock on the door made her jump. She moved quickly but cautiously, glancing out the hole of the door.. A
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 157
Even though Henry was bound in chains, only the hope and thoughts of being reunited with his family filled his mind. All he had to do was survive long enough for the truth and his files which he had brought to the notice of Arnold. He hoped that it would be a great deal in bringing them (Mr Fletcher and William D'Cruz) down or better yet reducing them to naught. He longs for survival, and survive he would. Margaret as dawn broke woke up quickly. The children were still asleep, nestled close to her on the couch. Paul sat by the door, his gaze unflinching, even after a long night of standing guard. Her phone buzzed on the table, its vibration made everyone stay at alert. She grabbed it quickly, her heart leaping, not knowing what news awaits her. “Margaret, it’s Arnold,” came the calm, steady voice. “Arnold,” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. “What’s happening? Is Henry okay?” Arnold didn’t waste time. “Henry is safe, and we’re making progress. Fletcher and D
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 158
Terrence Bentley received a phone call from Arnold Cage that his brother William D'Cruz has been caught and was behind bars. He was surprised and delighted as well, he couldn't wait to go visit him behind bars. But that was going to wait until he dealt with a more huger problem. The team of the Bentley's worked throughout the night, crafting and trying to create breakthroughs as well as plans and how to bait them. This time they weren't going to give up for anyone or anything, they would see the Council burn, literally if it gets physical. They planted false leads in secured communication channels, ones that can't be tracked or deduced that it was a fake. So this particular set up was hinting at a supposed ledger containing the Council’s financial records. Sean’s men distributed the intel strategically, ensuring it would reach the right ears, which are the Council members. By morning, the bait was set waiting for their prey to fall into it. They can only hope it works this
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 159
Bullets rolled off the walls as Logan and Sean fought their way toward the exit. The Council’s operatives were relentless, their tactics precise and accurate. Straight to kill, no mercy. "Go!" Logan yelled, covering Sean as he moved toward the door. But as they reached the final corridor, a shot rang out, and Logan felt a very serious pain in his side. He staggered, clutching his ribs as blood seeped through his fingers. "No, Logan!!" Sean shouted, turning back instantly to grab him. "I’m fine," Logan gasped, his vision blurring. "Just keep moving!" Sean slung Logan’s arm over his shoulder, dragging him toward the exit as more Council operatives closed in. ***** Logan lay unconscious in a private wing of the Bentley estate, his breathing was shallow as medical staff worked to stabilize him and bring him back to conciousness. Sean stood outside the room, his face pale and downhearted as he relayed the events to Terrence. "We barely got out alive," Sean said. "It was
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 160
The following night, Logan, Sean, and a handful of trusted Shadow operatives as well as Garry, made their way to one of the few remaining safehouses linked to the Council’s network that they know of. The building was an abandoned one, but Logan had reason to believe that it was a front for one of the project’s key players. As they approached, Logan felt the weight of what was coming. His earlier determination and confidence had quieted, replaced with the reality of what he had to do. "Be careful," Sean said, his voice low. "We don’t know what we are walking into." Logan nodded, though his eyes were hard. "We don’t have a choice anymore, we have to do this." They entered the building silently, moving down narrow, winding corridors. The scenario was one filled with tension, each footstep was more like moving close to a potential trigger of danger. The door to the inner room was unlocked. As Logan pushed it open, they were met with an unexpected sight, it was a lone figure s
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As the night grew deeper, the table emptied, leaving only Logan, Alexander, Seraphina, and Udinov nursing their drinks. Patricia had gone to check on a renovation project upstairs, giving Logan a rare moment alone with his children. He leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. “You’re all too busy.” Seraphina smirked. “That’s rich, coming from you.” Logan chuckled. “I know. But when was the last time you all sat like this? No boardrooms, no deals, no strategies?” None of them answered and then Logan sighed. “You were raised to be strong, to command, to win. But power without family means nothing.” Alexander exhaled, rubbing his temples. “You’re getting sentimental here, Dad.” “Maybe,” Logan admitted and continued; “Or maybe I just don’t want you three to lose what I fought so hard to build, which was not the empire, but this.” Alexander tapped the rim of his glass. “And what exactly is this?” Logan looked at them, they were his legacy, his greatest creations, he utt
CHAPTER 262
Udinov got another text from his dad's right hand that the meeting was postponed, so he decided to join Seraphina and Alexander for dinner at their family estate, then he would go back home to his parents after. Besides, the Bentley family are like his first home, he calls Patricia ‘mama’ and she treats him like a second son she never had. They boarded a flight and headed home. The Bentley Estate was standing brightly, in the twilight, its grandeur was untouched by time. The sprawling mansion was an empire in itself, it was where titans were raised. Tonight, however it was not about power or strategy, it was about family. Seraphina Bentley stepped out of her sleek car, a product of her company’s innovation. The estate’s lights illuminated the driveway, which was a path she had walked on since childhood. She didn’t need to knock, the doors swung open as if the house itself knew she had arrived. "About time," a familiar voice drawled. She smirked as Alexander leaned again
CHAPTER 261
Seraphina, Alexander, and Udinov had eliminated The Black Concordat. The world was once again theirs. But power was never still. It was always shifting, always evolving. And now, they had to decide if they would rule the world as it was or if they would reshape it? They didn’t just want an empire, they wanted absolute dominion. Few months later, in a private island in the Mediterranean A meeting unlike any other had been arranged. The most powerful people in the world, billionaires, world leaders, and shadow rulers all arrived in secret, each escorted by heavily armed security. But at the center of it all, inside a grand glass-walled hall overlooking the ocean, stood three figures. They were none other than Seraphina, his twin brother Alexander Bentley and Udinov Volkov. This meeting wasn't one of negotiation, it was a declaration. Seraphina spoke first, her voice steady and commanding. "You are all here because you think you control the world, but let me make something
CHAPTER 260
With the Dominions wiped out, the Bentley-Volkov dynasty had reclaimed its throne. The war between the heirs had turned into an alliance, one built on necessity, respect, and the undeniable truth that they were stronger together. But power never truly rests, the world watched, waiting to see if Seraphina, Alexander, and Udinov would hold their reign, or if a new storm was already brewing. Two months after Dominion's fall, the three heirs met again, this time in Hong Kong, inside a high-rise that belonged to Bentley International Banking. Inside the boardroom, tension crackled like a coming storm. Seraphina stood at the head of the table, her gaze sharp. "Dominion wasn’t the end." Alexander leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. "Go on." She tapped on the table, and a holographic display flickered to life filled with names, locations, financial transactions. "Before Dominion fell, someone else was moving in the shadows, picking up the pieces. They call themselves The Bl
CHAPTER 259
Over the years, many years later, the world had changed. The names Bentley and Volkov were no longer just synonymous with wealth. They had become something more, they had become an unstoppable dynasty that shaped economies, influenced governments, and controlled the very pulse of power in the world. Logan Bentley and Damien Volkov had done the impossible, they had not only built an empire, but they had ensured its survival. But every empire faces its greatest challenge, because the bigger it becomes the more threats it attracts. And this time, the threat wasn’t from the outside like it used to be, this particular one was from within. Seraphina Bentley grew up to become the Visionary of the empire, she had always been so smart and took her father's brilliance and foresight. She is a strategist, a builder, a force just at the age of twenty-three, she had transformed Bentley Innovations into an empire of the future, dominating artificial intelligence, clean energy, and space exp
CHAPTER 258
The next day, Troy Reece and his son stood by the balcony, he didn't allow him to go back home the night before for fear he would get abducted. There were unspoken words between them For years, Troy had imagined this very moment when he would talk to his son in person again, he had rehearsed apologies in the quiet of his guilt, whispered confessions into thin air, but now, standing before his son, no words seemed enough. Ethan’s fists clenched at his sides, his expression unreadable. There was hesitation in his eyes, a war between the hurt of abandonment and the reluctant gratitude he couldn’t ignore. The weight of Troy’s absence had shaped him in ways no one would hope for, but then the knowledge that his father had, in his own way, protected him from Arthur’s threats, from a darkness Ethan never fully understood. "You left me," Ethan said at last, his voice quiet but razor-sharp. "For years, I told myself I’d never forgive you, I even hoped we would never meet." Troy’s th
CHAPTER 257
Troy’s SUV screeched to a stop in front of the house. He was out before the engine died, his gun drawn. Ethan was right behind him; he was just a young man who hated violence, but he wanted to help them out, since his father did the same. Troy’s worst fear was confirmed when he saw the back door wide open. 'Oh no, no no…’ Troy thought. His blood went ice cold as he couldn't hear any sound, he walked gently into the house. “Amelia!” he shouted, but no one answered, there was silence. Then suddenly, there was a thud from upstairs. Troy moved fast, taking the stairs two at a time. Ethan followed, his heart pounding. The bedroom door was locked, but Troy kicked it open, his eyes widened. What he saw made him freeze, Amelia was there. A man in black had her, one arm wrapped tightly around her throat, the other holding a knife to her stomach. Her eyes widened when she saw Troy. “Troy… I am sorry,” she muttered. The man tightened his grip and uttered; “One more step, and s
CHAPTER 256
Troy and Ethan sat in the back of a black SUV, parked a block away from Arthur’s location. Ethan was scared out of his wits, his hands clenched. “I don’t like this,” Ethan muttered. Troy checked his watch, his expression unreadable. “Son, you don’t have to like it. You just have to follow my lead.” Ethan let out a sharp breath. “Arthur thinks I’m selling you out. What if he catches on that I am lying to him? He will kill me and you.” Troy finally turned to him, his gaze transfixed on him, he uttered; “Then we make sure he doesn’t walk away out of this place tonight.” Ethan swallowed hard, he had always seen Troy as the controlled, sophisticated filmmaker, but now? Now, he was looking at a man who had been in the shadows, in the dark before, a man who knew exactly how to handle threats or who used to give one in the past. Troy’s phone buzzed and it was a message from Author. ‘Warehouse. 30 minutes. Come alone.’ Ethan’s stomach twisted. “It’s a setup, Troy.” Troy smirked
CHAPTER 255
Troy was in his office when his phone rang. He answered without hesitation. “Ethan?” “We need to talk.” Ethan uttered immediately. Sensing the discomfort and unease in his voice, Troy straightened up and asked; “What’s wrong?” There was a long pause like he was trying to find the courage to speak, then Ethan finally spoke, his voice low and tensed. “It’s Arthur, he is coming for you.” Troy’s blood went cold. Ethan continued. “He wants me to set you up. If I don’t, he’s threatening Amelia.” There was silence. Then, Troy’s voice dropped to something dangerous; “Where is he?” Ethan exhaled shakily. “Troy, you don’t understand. Arthur isn’t just some con man. He’s dangerous. He has people. He won’t stop until…” Troy cut him off. “I don’t care who he has.” His voice was deadly calm. “No one threatens my family.” Ethan hesitated. “So… what do we do?” Troy leaned back, his mind racing. Then, for the first time, he spoke words Ethan never expected to hear. “We set him up firs
