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LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 229
The air was filled with tension as Logan's convoy sped toward the coordinates. The city lights blurred past, but all Logan could see was Seraphina’s face, his precious daughter, stolen by a madman. His grip tightened around the gun in his lap, thus time he was determined not to let him go, his knuckles were pure white. In the passenger seat, Sean kept his gaze fixed on the GPS. "We’re five minutes out." He uttered. "That’s too long," Logan muttered. His heart pounded with fury. He had promised Patricia he would bring their daughter home. He would not fail. But as they neared the location, a call came through. “Sir, we have a problem," A guard uttered over the line. Logan’s jaw clenched. "What kind of problem?" He hesitated, then said, "Malcolm knew we were coming. He’s already gone." The words slammed into Logan like a punch to the gut. His entire body went rigid. "What?" Logan’s voice was dangerously low. "The building is empty. We found traces like a baby formula, a
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 230
The storm outside continued on, it wasn't stopping anytime soon. Logan Bentley, was very much upset and determined to find Malcolm. His team worked frantically, scanning satellite feeds, tracking phone signals, and combing through every security footage. Sean adjusted his earpiece and said; "We have road surveillance picking up an unregistered black van matching Malcolm’s pattern. It exited the city two hours ago, heading north." Logan’s jaw tightened. "Then we start there." Mike stepped forward, frowning. "That’s the thing, sir. The van never stopped at a known checkpoint. It just… disappeared." Mike uttered and walked away. A tense silence filled the room. Logan exhaled sharply, his patience was running thin. "He had help," Logan muttered, running a hand through his damp hair and added; "Someone is working with him and feeding him information, helping him move under the radar." Sean’s expression darkened and uttered; "Could be Mike. He was the one tracking him
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 231
Logan stood motionless, he was desperate, his fists clenched in rage. The rain hit his face, mixing with the sweat on his skin. His heart pounded like a drum on his chest, the weight of failure pressing against his chest. Sean exhaled sharply, his voice strained. “Logan… I know this is bad, but we’ll find her.” Logan turned slowly, his eyes dark with all kinds of emotions. Fury, agony, determination, even sadness. “She was right there, Sean. I could see her. I could hear her.” His voice cracked slightly, a rare slip in his control. “And now she’s gone again.” Sean nodded grimly. “He planned this. He was always one step ahead.” Logan’s jaw clenched so tightly as he uttered; “Not anymore, I’ll turn this entire damn city upside down if I have to. I’ll track every contact, every safe house, every last damn clue…” His phone rang, looking at the caller it was none other than his wife, Patricia. For a split second, Logan hesitated to pick up, how could he tell her? How could he
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 232
The gas station was just ahead, Malcolm’s SUV sat idling by the pumps, its dark windows hiding the man who had stolen Logan’s daughter. Logan’s breath was steady, controlled—but beneath the surface, his rage burned like an inferno. He tightened his grip on his gun, his entire body humming with tension. Sean’s voice came through his earpiece. “Perimeter is secure. No sign of backup. Looks like he’s alone.” Logan’s jaw clenched. Good. “Move in,” he commanded. His men spread out, positioning themselves with precision. Logan stepped forward, as he approached the SUV. His pulse was a like a war drum in his ears. Inside the vehicle, there was movement, Malcolm was inside. And then, there was a soft whimper. Logan’s breath hitched at the thought of little Seraphina. She was there. She is right there. Taking a slow, measured breath, Logan raised his gun and called out, his voice like steel. “Malcolm.” There was silence. Then, the driver’s side door creaked open. Malcolm D’Cru
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 233
Logan’s breath hitched on hearing that he has a bond with his daughter, the fact that he has not held her in his arms for a while now. His fingers went numb for half a second before his grip on the wheel became stiff. “Seraphina.” He muttered. His baby girl was there, scared, trapped in the hands of a lunatic. His jaw locked. “You’re putting her through hell, Malcolm. She doesn’t belong to you.” Malcolm exhaled heavily. “She doesn’t even know who you are right now. Have you ever thought about that? She hasn’t cried for you. She hasn’t fought me. Maybe she’s starting to realize where she truly belongs.” Logan’s vision went red. “You son of a—” But Malcolm’s SUV suddenly veered off the road, taking a barely visible dirt path. Logan’s chest tightened. Sean’s voice was sharp in his ear. “Logan… he is heading for the cliffs.” A muscle jumped in on Logan’s jaw. If Malcolm went over the edge, he’d take Seraphina with him. “No… no… Sean, get in front of him. Cut him off!” Loga
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 234
Logan’s SUV pulled up to the Bentley mansion just after midnight. The gates were already open, security on high alert. The entire property was lit up, as he stepped out, still cradling Seraphina in his arms. The moment he shut the car door, he heard the hurried footsteps of his wife Patricia. She came running down the steps, barefoot in her silk nightgown, her face streaked with tears, her breathing erratic. The second she spotted Seraphina, her hands flew to her mouth, a choked sob escaping her lips. “Logan…” Her voice broke as she reached for their daughter. Logan gently handed Seraphina over, watching as Patricia collapsed to her knees, holding their baby against her chest like she never wanted to let go. “Oh, my sweet girl… my baby…” Patricia rocked her gently, pressing frantic kisses to Seraphina’s soft cheeks, tears slipping down her face. Seraphina stirred in her mother’s embrace, letting out a small, sleepy whimper before nestling against Patricia’s warmth. Logan
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Malcolm let out a breathless chuckle, slowly turning back to face her. A red mark was already forming on his cheek. “She didn’t cry much, you know,” he murmured and added; “She was calm with me.” Patricia’s nails dug into her palms, because she didn’t understand what was happening! She’s nine months old, Malcolm! She doesn’t know what fear is yet, but you were willing to introduce it to her.” Malcolm shrugged, his gaze unreadable and he said; “I would’ve been a good father.” Patricia’s whole body trembled with rage, she blurted out; “You are nothing but a sick, delusional coward.” Malcolm exhaled through his nose, amusement flickering in his eyes. “I loved you, Patricia.” Patricia’s stomach twisted in disgust. “You don’t know what love is, I doubt you will ever know the meaning of that word.” “You never gave me the chance to prove that to you, all you ever thought about was him. Even when he ran away and married some brat, you still waited for him, all for what? I should have
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 236
Brian leaned in, his voice more like a whisper. “Logan thinks he has won. But I have connections, Malcolm. Powerful ones, people who would love to see Blue Net Group crumble and Logan Bentley along with it.” Malcolm’s fingers twitched with anticipation. He could already taste revenge, he uttered; “Tell me,” he urged, his voice dark with curiosity. Brian smirked and said; “We need a distraction. Something to pull Logan’s focus away while we move quietly in the shadows. He’s grown too comfortable, believing you’re out of the picture and thinks that you are his only enemy, we will need to shatter that illusion.” Malcolm’s eyes gleamed and he uttered; “And Patricia, what about her?” Brian chuckled. “She’s his greatest weakness. If we hit where it hurts, Logan will make a mistake. The key is patience.” Malcolm exhaled slowly, his mind racing. “And how do we start?” Brian glanced at the door before slipping a small folded note into Malcolm’s hand, he then uttered; “Everything you ne
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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
