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LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND 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
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND 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
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND 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
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND 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
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND 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
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND 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
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 210
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
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 211
Back at the Bentley's estate, as the roar of engines grew louder, as Logan stood in the dimly lit control room, his eyes darting between the surveillance monitors and his men who awaited orders. "Reinforce the eastern wing! And block the entrance to the dungeons," Logan barked, his tone urgent. “Malcolm knows this estate better than most of us. He’ll try to flank us from the back.” One of his lieutenants hesitated, the strain of the moment visible on his face. “Sir, we don’t have enough men to…” “I don’t care how you do it,” Logan interrupted, his glare stern, his voice cold he continued; “Just make sure that door is impenetrable!” The estate felt like it was about to cave in. Outside, the headlights of Malcolm D'Cruz’s convoy pierced the darkness, advancing like a predator stalking its prey. Logan’s fingers hovered over his communicator. “Get ready,” he murmured, his heart pounding. “This isn’t just about revenge, this is personal.” Minutes Later, Chaos erupted like a
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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
