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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
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 212
Meanwhile, behind the cold steel bars of his prison cell, Malcolm D’Cruz was cursing and upset. Though he had been convicted, his influence hadn’t been entirely extinguished. His loyalists worked tirelessly from the shadows. One night, Malcolm received a message smuggled into his cell it was a scrap of paper with a single line: “The serpent waits. The garden wilts.” A slow smile spread across his face, it turns out he understood perfectly what that meant and it gave him satisfaction. Meanwhile at the Bentley's estate, Garry knew the estate couldn’t hold out forever. The Jaguar Syndicate had kept the peace, but their resources were stretched out too thin. Desperately, Garry reached out to an unlikely ally, someone who had beef to settle with the D'Cruz family. ‘The enemy of my enemy is my friend’ that goes the saying. Her name is Isabella, the dangerous leader of the Crimson Vipers, which was a rival syndicate with its own score to settle against Malcolm. “You’re asking me
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 213
In a few hours, a black SUV screeched to a halt outside the estate. The door opened, and Logan stepped out, unsteady but alive. A jagged scar ran along his jawline, and his movements were slow, but his eyes burned with the fire of a man who had cheated death. Two of his men rushed to his side. “Sir, you shouldn’t be here but in the hospital.” “I’m exactly where I need to be,” Logan said, his voice shaky but firm, he uttered; “Now get me inside.” Word spread like wildfire: Logan is back. Patricia who had just came from the hospital for the check up of her unborn child, found out that Logan was home. She immediately ran to him and hugged him excitedly. “I knew you wouldn't leave me, I knew you won't leave me all alone in this world.” “I would never, you and I are going to be together forever, till death do us part.” Logan retorted as he kissed her gently on the lips. “Why are you in the study, you should be resting you are yet to recover fully.” “For months I have been bed
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 214
As Logan exited the prison, the chill of the outside felt like a slap on his face. He stood for a moment, inhaling deeply, grounding himself. Garry was waiting by the SUV, with concern all over his face. “How did it go?” Garry asked, opening the door for Logan. Logan slid into the seat and stared out of the window, his expression unreadable. “Exactly as I expected. Malcolm is a shadow of the man he used to be… angry, desperate, clinging to a fantasy that’ll never come true.” Garry got in beside him, the SUV rolling forward. “But desperate men are dangerous, Logan. You know that better than anyone.” Logan turned to Garry, his gaze sharp. “I know. But desperation also blinds them. Malcolm will make mistakes, and when he does, we’ll be ready.” The ride back to the estate was quiet, the thoughts of the confrontation still lingering in his thoughts. When they arrived, Patricia was waiting at the entrance. Her face lit up with relief as she saw Logan step out. “You’re back,” she
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 215
Some thousand miles away, in the Kennedy Mansion there was a huge chandelier of twinkling lights, a radiant beacon of celebration that could be seen for miles. Tonight, the grand estate was alive with joy and laughter as family and friends gathered to honor Liam Miller and Elizabeth Kennedy's third wedding anniversary. The night was a special one as it celebrated not only their enduring love but also their expanding family, a young daughter named Hope, whose giggles were the highlight of the evening, and the imminent arrival of their unborn son. As the guests arrived and mingled on the terrace covered in flowers, the hum of conversation paused when the grand wooden doors of the mansion creaked open. Standing arm-in-arm were Liam and Elizabeth, a vision of timeless love. Liam looked dashing in a tailored navy suit, his boyish grin making hearts flutter, while Elizabeth glowed in an elegant silver gown that hinted at her growing belly. "Mommy! Daddy!" little Hope squealed,
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 216
As they finally tucked Hope to bed, Liam and Elizabeth couldn’t help but linger in her room, watching her drift off to sleep. The sight of her peaceful face, with her golden curls, was a reminder of all the blessings they had. Walking hand-in-hand back to their room, Elizabeth turned to Liam. "Do you ever wonder what the future holds for us?" Liam smiled, his eyes shining softly he uttered gently; "Honey, I don’t have to wonder. I know it’ll be full of love, laughter, and everything we’ve built together." Elizabeth’s gaze softened. "You always know just what to say, you are amazing." "That’s because I mean it," Liam said, pulling her close. "Our story is just beginning, Elizabeth. And I can’t wait to write the next chapter with you all over again." As they settled in for the night, their hearts were filled with love, a place where laughter echoed, memories were etched into its walls, and where the promise of a beautiful future awaited. The day after the anniversa
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 217
Months later, while Troy was shopping at a bookstore, never in a million years did he think that something of that sort would happen. I guess fate does have a way of doing things, it intervened. When he was picking up a book written by a well known author, to be inspired, he subconsciously turned a corner and what he saw made him freeze. It was a familiar figure, one he knew too well, it was Elizabeth, his ex-wife. She (Elizabeth) stood near the children's section, holding little Hope’s hand while selecting a picture book. She looked as radiant as ever, her laughter filling the air as she spoke to her daughter, admiring her from the sidelines made him miss the life, they both shared. He just stood there smiling as she really is a great mother. While staring, Hope's eyes darted towards him but she didn't think much of it and she tugged at her mother's hand; “Can we get this one, Mommy?” she asked, holding up a brightly colored book. “Of course, sweetheart,” Elizabeth replied
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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
