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LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 183
Later that night, when the guests had left and the house was quiet, Patricia wandered out onto the balcony to get some air. The cool breeze was a welcome contrast to the warmth inside. She stared out at the moonlit woods, their shadows deep and endless. Suddenly, a faint noise caught her attention, a rustling from the trees. She leaned over the railing, squinting into the darkness. “Probably just an animal.” she said to herself. But then, she saw it. A figure standing at the edge of the woods, motionless. Her breath caught in her throat as the figure stepped forward, just enough for her to make out their silhouette. “Logan!” she called, her voice trembling. He appeared within seconds, concern etched on his face. “What’s wrong?” “There’s someone out there.” she said, pointing toward the woods. Logan followed her gaze, his expression hardening. “Stay here.” he said firmly. Before Patricia could protest, he was already heading toward the trees. She watched anxiously as he disapp
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 184
Later that night, as Patricia lay awake, the house seemed to groan with secrets. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Malcolm’s appearance wasn’t just about her but it was about something deeper, something tied to the estate itself. In her restless state, Patricia wandered down to the library, hoping a book might distract her. As she scanned the shelves, her hand brushed against a dusty journal tucked behind a row of volumes. Curious, she opened it and began to read. The journal belonged to a man named Elias Bentley, one of the estate’s previous owners. His entries spoke of a forbidden love, jealousy, and a terrible betrayal that ended in bloodshed. One passage caught her attention: “They say the heart can drive a man to madness. But what they don’t tell you is that the heart can also be cursed, bound to repeat its torment until justice is served.” As Patricia read the final part, the pieces began to fall into place. Malcolm’s obsession, the secrets he claims to have aga
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 185
As the cars rolled into Bentley's estate, the tension in the air was suffocating. Logan was rushed into the estate's private infirmary, his blood staining the crisp white sheets as the doctors scrambled around to save his life. Patricia Howard stood nearby, her face pale and filled with tears. Meanwhile, Malcolm was dragged into the grand hall, his face twisted with rage and no remorse for what he had done. Terrence Bentley stood waiting, his icy demeanor betraying the storm raging within him. The moment Malcolm entered, Terrence’s sharp voice barked out; “Bring that coward here... You idiot, I warned your father that you would be a disgrace when you grow up, but this? You’ve gone too far.” Malcolm smirked despite the situation and uttered; “A disgrace? Is that what you call love, Uncle? Or are you upset because your perfect son isn’t so untouchable after all?” Terrence’s hand slammed against the heavy glass table, the crack echoing like a thunderclap. “Don’t you dare spe
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 186
For the first time, Malcolm hesitated, but that didn't last long as he uttered; “You’ll never understand, Patricia. You’re just another piece in their game.” William turned to his son Malcolm, his tone stern. “You’ve done enough, Malcolm. Whatever your grievances, you’ve crossed a line that cannot be uncrossed. How could you try to kill him in public? Do you want to be known as a murderer in the eyes of our investors? That's not what I taught you.” “And you,” Terrence growled, pointing a finger at William, “have enabled him for far too long. If Logan dies, William, I swear there will be no truce… no peace… ever.” Patricia stepped between them, her arms stretched out; “Stop! Both of you! Don’t you see what this is doing? Logan’s life is hanging by a thread, and you’re still fighting over the past.” The doors to the master's bedroom where Logan was opened again, and the doctor reappeared, his expression slightly more hopeful. “We’ve stabilized him,” he said, his voice calm but
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 187
As the guards restrained Malcolm, his cries of pain echoed in the grand hall. “You’re all fools! This isn’t over. It’s never over!” He tried to fight them off yet again, but the fight had left his body. Defeated, he sank to his knees, his head hanging low. Patricia held Logan close, her tears falling onto his shoulder. “You shouldn’t have come out of the room” she whispered, her voice breaking. “You’re barely holding on.” Logan’s breathing was ragged, but his resolve was firm, “I couldn’t stay away... Not when you were in danger.” She helped him sit on a nearby chair as her hands trembled as she inspected his wound. “You’ve lost so much blood. We need to get you back to the room and call the doctor.” “No,” Logan said firmly, gripping her hand. “Not yet. There’s something I need to say.” He turned his gaze toward Terrence and William, who now stood on opposite sides of the room, their expressions hard and unreadable. “This ends tonight,” Logan said, his voice filled with
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 188
William D’Cruz stood on the balcony, his arms crossed his chest tightly and protectively. Beside him, Terrence Bentley leaned against the railing of the balcony, his usual air of confidence was somewhat covered with weariness. The storm had passed, but the tension between them had not. “For once, I’ll admit,” Terrence said, breaking the silence as he continued; “Logan has got a point. Maybe we have indeed dragged this feud on for too long.” William’s jaw tightened. He forced his lips into a thin smile, but his eyes burned with hidden rage. “Perhaps… perhaps we have.” Terrence gave him a sidelong glance. “That’s it? No argument? No sharp remarks about my so-called arrogance or how I’ve ruined our family’s legacy?” William’s fingers curled around the railing. “Not today,” he said, his voice calm but cold. “I’ve seen enough blood spilled to last a lifetime.” Terrence laughed, though there was no humor in it. “You’re a terrible liar, William. You hate me just as much a
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 189
The commotion drew Patricia and Logan, who entered the hall just in time to see William advancing on Terrence again, the dagger poised for another strike. “William, stop!” Patricia cried, rushing forward. “What are you doing?” William froze, his breathing ragged. “This has to end all of this Patricia. Terrence doesn’t deserve to walk away from this. He has taken everything from me.” “No!” she shouted, stepping between the brothers. “This isn’t the way. You’re not a killer, or at least I believe you aren’t.” Terrence straightened, wiping blood from a shallow cut on his arm. “Why stop now William? You are not going to get away with this...” “Shut up!” William barked, his voice trembling with rage. “You don’t get to play the hero and kind hearted one here again, Terrence. Not after everything.” Logan, leaning heavily on Patricia, spoke up. “William, why don’t you kill him off? Isn't that what you've always wanted to do? Just so you know, I will find you and revenge my father. An
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Terrence stepped forward, his voice firm. “You won’t touch them, William. Not while I am still breathing.” William chuckled slightly as he brought out a concealed gun from his coat. “And what are you going to do, brother? Stop me? You’ve never had the stomach for what it takes to kill me, but I on the other hand, I am not that merciful.” Terrence glanced at Logan, his resolve hardening, it's either his brother died or he dies while trying. “Maybe not before… but seeing how cruel you have become, I won’t let you hurt them… Not this time.” In a second, William lunged at Terrence, with the gun, which Terrence dodged, grabbing a nearby candlestick and using it to deflect the attack. The sound of metal clashing from William's hand echoed through the hall as the brothers fought, their hatred spilling out in every strike. Patricia pulled Logan aside, her heart racing. “We have to stop this,” she whispered, tears streaming down her face. Logan shook his head weakly; “He has to fi
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CHAPTER 263
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
