Logan's psychological defenses completely crumbled. He could no longer suppress the anger boiling inside him; the pent-up rage erupted like volcanic lava in that moment as he threw a powerful punch at the smug face of Troy.
Troy hadn’t expected the usually weak Logan to strike him. Before he could even react, Logan unleashed a flurry of punches.
Logan landed blow after blow on Troy, then kicked him to the ground.
Troy tried to get back up to fight back, but Logan had him firmly by the throat, pinning him to the floor, rendering him immobile.
Logan’s eyes were red, wild like a beast, completely devoid of reason. He pressed his knee against Troy’s neck, causing Troy’s face to turn purple.
It looked like Troy was about to choke, desperately clawing at Logan’s hands and pushing against the floor with his feet, but it was no use.
Troy wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn’t get the words out. Tears of desperation streamed down his face.
If God gave him another chance to choose, he would never have gotten involved with Bethany... Well, he would definitely hire a bodyguard to ensure his safety!
Just as Troy was about to lose consciousness, a startled Bethany finally reacted. She grabbed a large vase nearby and swung it down hard onto Logan’s head!
Bang! A sharp sound echoed through the room.
Logan turned his head, blood pouring from his wound, and managed a grim smile at Bethany before finally passing out.
Troy gasped for fresh air, feeling grateful to be alive. It was the closest he had ever been to death!
Then, he shot a resentful glance at Logan, who lay unconscious on the floor, and kicked Logan’s body with the tip of his shoe to vent his anger. He didn’t stop until he felt exhausted.
“What do we do now? He didn’t sign the divorce papers,” Bethany asked worriedly.
Troy shot her an annoyed look, dissatisfied that she hadn’t immediately helped him. He snapped, “Even if he didn’t sign, I’ll make sure he loses everything! He dared to hit me and even tried to kill me! I’ll make him rot in prison! By the time he gets out, he won’t even be able to find a job!”
“Let’s call the police now!”
... ...
When Logan woke up, he found himself handcuffed and strapped to a chair in an interrogation room at the police station, but he was alone.
He felt pain in his head and body, but it paled in comparison to the emotional damage inflicted on him by the two lovers.
Three years ago, he had married Bethany to prove to his father that his choice was right, and he had resolutely cut ties with his family. Yet, it turned out that his decision had been foolish! He had been wrong from the very beginning!
Thinking about how Hillary wasn’t his biological daughter made his heart ache.
Logan had thought Bethany had only recently betrayed him, but clearly, she had been involved with Troy before they even got married and had become pregnant with that man’s child.
Logan found it utterly ridiculous; Hillary had been born healthy when she was barely eight months old, and he had never questioned it.
He had spent three years proving that he had taken a completely wrong path! He was nothing but a complete joke!
Just then, Troy walked in, accompanied by a police officer.
“Mr. Troy, it’s your time now,” the officer said to Troy in a somewhat flattering tone, then shot a sympathetic glance at Logan before leaving.
Once the door closed, Troy swaggered over to Logan, kicked his chair over, and placed his shoe on Logan’s face.
He began to shout hysterically, “Mr. Logan, didn’t you want to kill me? Come on, kill me!”
Logan calmly closed his eyes, knowing that the more angry he appeared, the more excited this despicable man would become.
“Damn it, why aren’t you talking?” Seeing Logan’s silence, Troy kicked Logan’s thigh in frustration.
Logan gritted his teeth, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. But he would never beg for mercy!
“I have some bad news for you. Your divorce application with Bethany has been approved. From now on, Bethany is my mistress, and Hillary is my daughter. Oh, and as her legal father, remember to pay at least $10,000 in child support every month once you get out of prison,” Troy said smugly.
However, Logan remained unresponsive, keeping his eyes tightly shut.
Troy scoffed, “Logan, I hope you can stay as tough as you are now while you’re in prison!”
Troy left, then instructed the police to put Logan in solitary confinement and to “take good care” of him.
The officers had no choice but to comply, as Troy’s father-in-law was a big shot in the city.
That night, Logan sat in the dimly lit corner of the solitary confinement cell, feeling utterly hopeless. He knew that once he entered a real prison, Troy would definitely arrange for someone to take revenge on him! But he felt powerless to resist.
For the first time, Logan felt a deep desire for power. If he had wealth and influence, both Troy and Bethany would kneel in front of him, wagging their tails like dogs to please him.
Suddenly, the door to the solitary confinement room swung open, and the bright light from outside flooded in, nearly blinding him.
A well-dressed older man appeared in the doorway, with light and hope behind him. He slowly said, “Young master, I’m here to take you home…”Logan was surprised to see him there, this was the head steward of the Bentley family. “How- how did you?” Logan struggled to speak. “Who gave you clearance, this section is off limits!!” The police chief uttered, the gazes from the old man were so intense for him, that he stopped in his tracks. The older man was very displeased with the state in which he met Logan that he could tear the officer apart, his stares made the Police chief tremble that he couldn't say another word. “Release him right now!!” The old man uttered sternly, no one paid heed to his words; “Do not make me repeat myself.” The old man retorted sternly his eyes squinted showing his displeasure. His request made the police chief chuckle because it was a renowned lawyer that had filed a case of assault against him, so this request was quite a ridiculous one that those present laughed out. "Is this some sort of joke? you must be delusional." The police chief said, while his workers began to make mockery of
After a while, the doctors were told to dispatch and so they left the room. Logan slowly walked towards his father whose skin was rather pale with a heavy heart. A heart filled with guilt that if he had known he never would have left. “Hi son, it's been a while. I have missed you.” An old man in his early fifties Terrence Bentley uttered; Logan in shock was consumed with sadness. The man he calls his father was the opposite of who was beside him right now. Seeing his once vibrant father, down him this way due to ALS was almost as though he was dreaming. “Dad!!” “Son, I am sorry for everything. I know that you feel my actions were desecrating your mother's legacy, all that she was. But I will tell you the reason why," Logan's hatred for his father's love for womanising was undisputed, but he wanted to know why he would do that to his own wife. “When your mother died, I lost my purpose in life, she was my everything. My strength, my joy and my better half, so losing her to the co
After those words, Logan's thoughts went back to three years ago, when he had a fiancee, a beautiful and stunning lady with long blonde hair, Patricia Howard. She is from a rich family and both families engaged them from childhood, so they could get married someday. But as Logan grew up, he felt confined and just didn't like the fact that he had no say in his love life. He had craved for freedom all through his life, so when he had the opportunity to leave, he left home and ran away simply because he felt he had found someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He ran into Bethany's arms and left Patricia because to him, he felt pressured to marry her and he didn't want anyone to choose for him. But after everything he had been through in his supposed love life, he felt guilty and embarrassed. “I clearly remember her father, she was my fiancee.” He uttered with his head bowed in shame. He had no idea how she was feeling and how much he had hurt her. “It's a go
It was Logan's former colleague. Not knowing they will ever meet again, but as fate would have it, here they are. Seeing her in such a state brought anger and rage to him. "Get away from her, you bastard!" Sarah Palmer was known for her beauty, even back then in the company Logan worked for, she was often complimented for it. They weren't that close because Logan was of course a married man and he is known for his loyalty to his wife. So any other females he didn't pay attention to them that much. Besides at the time, his wife Bethany was very harsh and overly insensitive that seeing someone as beautiful as her close to him would cause chaos. Bethany was known to be crazy and whoever respected themselves would steer clear off him so as not to attract rage. Logan was not happy seeing that she was being sexually assaulted by an uncouth individual. What he was doing to her, was unacceptable he totally forgot that he was being chased by security guards and did what any upright pers
As soon as the manager Henry finished those words, a resounding slap that left marks on his face could be heard. It turns out Logan had slapped him hard across his face, leaving everyone including Henry stunned by this move. The security guards wanted to really subdue him but the cold stares from Logan made them halt, they had no idea who he was but they didn't want to take risks so they remained transfixed. Logan, who didn't have time for this, immediately dialed Mr Damon's contact. “Damon, I ran into a situation at the company, I cannot get through the security, fix this ASAP.” He uttered and Damon replied; “It will be done in a second, young master.” Everyone was staring at Logan, some in awe others in pity as they felt he was just acting and would be thrown out of this company or worse arrested. Not long after, a group of people rushed into the office of the manager, and they were personally led by the CEO of Blue Net Group. Arnold Cage is a well known figure, he is one of
Although the directors and the representatives of Blue Net Group who had followed Arnold Cage were all puzzled by this sudden behaviour from the CEO, they immediately bowed to show their respect as well. Seeing this made everyone present shocked the most surprised individual was Sarah Palmer because this was his former colleague, someone who people mistreated and walked all over, a laughing stock back then, was being respected by the chief executive officer of Blue Net Group? She was beyond baffled. Everything was like a movie for her, it was like she was meeting him for the first time. Meanwhile, Henry Donald the manager was surprised by this, he had earlier framed Logan and now he was so uneasy seeing this. Everything was becoming strange to him, that he almost peed in his pants from fear. 'What is going on? How would Arnold Cage bow before him, who is this stranger? Could it be that he was not lying? Shit! I am in deep trouble.' Henry Donald thought. Logan then asked with a st
Some hours later, Logan clocked out of the company, he had learnt a lot about the company for one day and he needed to rest. He had no place of residence except living in a hotel room ever since his arrival from the Netherlands. So Arnold Cage the CEO of Blue Net Group provided a driver for him, not just any driver, a very beautiful and gorgeous lady who was very good at her job. “This is Sharon, she will be your driver from now henceforth.” “Good day, boss.” Sharon uttered, her hands behind her back, she looked like someone who was trained in the army, her professionalism was top notch. “Good day to you too Sharon, nice to meet you.” Logan uttered and she smiled, bowed and said; “If you will excuse me boss, I need to go get the car ready.” Logan only nodded and Sharon bowed and left. “May I ask why she is a woman and not a man?” Logan asked as he wasn't expecting such, the surprise look on his face says it all. He just wanted to just stay far away from women as he was still h
Troy Reece and Bethany were beyond shocked by this. 'What could possibly be happening. Why would anyone call him boss?’ Bethany thought. Bethany was not sure what was going on, this was her ex-husband, who worked and toiled for three years and during that time, he had not been given any position that would determine him having a subordinate of any kind, so why would someone of such beauty and composure call him boss? Lots of thoughts began ravaging in their minds as they stared at Logan and Sharon. Logan ignored their shocked gazes and walked into the luxurious mansion which was situated at the very top of the landscape. Initially, Troy and Bethany had been admiring that particular building but they couldn't dream or imagine of getting it as it was very much on the high end, in other words, expensive. So seeing Logan walk into the luxurious mansion was beyond shocking, they couldn't possibly believe he lives there. “I am sure he does not have any connections with that house, how
Logan folded his arms, looking deep into his father's eyes, he then said, his tone skeptical; “And you believe that?” Patricia, seated beside Logan and didn't say anything. Damon Salvatore uttered; “William is not someone who relies solely on physical resources. His greatest weapon has always been his mind. If he’s saying he’s still a threat, we should take that seriously.” Sean, leaning against the wall, chimed in. “Sorry to say this but, I have been monitoring chatter from the Council. It’s been unusually quiet lately… too quiet.” “Well, keep an eye on them, the bone of contention here is William.” Damon Salvatore retorted. “Sorry sir, the thing is, if William has connections, they might be lying low, waiting for the right moment.” Sean said. Terrence slammed his hand on the table, his voice firm and stern; “Enough. I won’t let that snake dictate how we live our lives. We’ve fought wars on multiple fronts before now, so we can handle whatever is coming.” Patricia who has
Days later, while the Council were mourning and regrouping, Terrence Bentley decided to go see his brother William D'Cruz in prison. The air inside the prison was tense. Terrence Bentley walked through the dimly lit corridors, his shoes echoing as he walked gently and took one step at a time. The guards gave him curious looks but stepped aside as he passed, recognizing the power of authority he carried. Finally, he reached the holding cell where his supposed brother, William D'Cruz, sat slouched on a bench looking even more pathetic than the last time they met. The man who had once been a master manipulator and Terrence’s greatest rival was now a shadow of his former self, dressed in a gray jumpsuit, his face gaunt but his eyes burning with determination.. Terrence smirked as he approached, leaning casually against the bars. “Well, well, well,” Terrence Bentley uttered, his voice filled with mockery; “Look who finally got a taste of justice. I almost didn’t believe it when
At the hidden bunker, Logan paced about, his mind lost in thoughts as the others worked. Patricia was seated at a corner desk, looking over intercepted Council files, her brows furrowed with all concentration. She might not understand what was going on, as she wasn't a part of this from the beginning, but she was willing to put her smartness to work. Despite the chaos around her, she remained focused, her mind was analysing patterns in the Council’s movements. “I think I found something,” Patricia said, and continued; “They’ve activated something called ‘Protocol Obsidian’ I don't know what it is but I believe it's… not just an attack. It’s a systematic purge. Logan, they’re coming for anyone who’s ever stood with us.” Logan nodded and said; “I figured as much.” Sean looked up from his laptop, his fingers flying over the keyboard. “We’ve got movement, lots of it. Drones, troops, the whole nine yards. They’re closing in on us faster this time.” Terrence grabbed his
Before the team could finalize their plans, Sean’s laptop blared an alert. It was a red warning that flashed across the screen of his laptop: “Network breach detected.” “They’ve found us!” Sean yelled, his fingers flying over the keyboard. Suddenly, the farmhouse windows shattered as drones swooped in, their blades slicing the air. Gunfire erupted outside as Council operatives descended in waves. “Move!” Logan shouted, grabbing Patricia’s hand. Terrence and Sean covered their escape, firing at the advancing operatives. “Go! We’ll hold them off!” Terrence barked. Thankfully, Alex the mercenary was still around so he had to protect Terrence who was able to get out of there in one piece. Logan pulled Patricia through the back door, weaving through the trees as bullets whizzed and fly past them. The roar of an approaching helicopter grew louder as it gets closer to them, its spotlight was sweeping the forest ever so ferociously. “They’re everywhere!” Patricia gasped for brea
“Logan Bentley, well, he and his father who was supposed to be our ally continues to defy every expectations. Not only did they rescue Patricia Howard, but also managed to leave a facility we designed to be inescapable, they left it alive and without so much as a scratch. Yet our building fell again, that is totally not acceptable.” The woman in the sharp suit, known only as Wren, crossed her arms and leaned against the table. “The young Bentley is a problem indeed but then the bigger issue is that others are starting to believe the Council can be challenged.” Knox turned his gaze to her, he uttered; “And what would you propose, dear Wren? You failed to keep Patricia Howard under your supervision. I trust you won’t fail again.” Wren straightened, and said, “Bentley’s recklessness is his greatest weakness. He’s predictable, emotional. He’ll always prioritize his loved ones over strategy. That’s how we’ll break him.” Another Council member, a muscular man uttered; “We’ve already
Sean pointed to a live feed on the central monitor. The image was a little blurred but it was unmistakably, Patricia Howard, Logan's last shot at love. She was bound to a chair, her head slumped forward. She was out cold and blood was gushing out of her forehead, she must have put on a lot of resistance. The background was a white room room around it were flickering fluorescent lights, thus, it was hard to decipher where she was in. “They took her,” Sean said, his voice tight with controlled fury, he added; “The Council is retaliating, their plan is to hit us where it hurts.” Logan’s blood ran cold as he stared at the screen. His hands were curled into fists to the point that his nails were digging hard into his palms. “Where is she?” Logan demanded, his voice low and dangerous. Sean pulled up a map, highlighting a remote facility deep in the mountains. “Satellite intel puts her here. It’s heavily guarded—Council operatives, drones, and likely traps. They want us to come for h
Logan was quite hot headed and an idea popped into his head and he wanted to see someone in the council, someone high enough he needed to stop playing games with them. He walked towards one of the supposed Council backups and stated sternly. “Hey you, I need to speak to your director right now.” The agent hesitated and surprised that the person they were chasing would come out to the open. And since there were other people who weren't from the council members present at the scene, there was nothing he could do but say; “The Director is currently en route to another operation… she..” “I don’t care where she is,” Logan snapped, his tone brooking no argument. “Tell her it’s about Project Solace, I am sure she’ll listen.” The agent nodded reluctantly, pulling out a secure comm device. As he relayed the message, Logan felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Terrence. His voice was low, almost a whisper. “You think Haynes is clean? This is a dangerous move.” “I don’t know if she is c
It was the figure of a man, who was staring at his screen attentively, as his face illuminated the glow of the screens. Each of the monitors displayed a different angle of the now-destroyed facility, he was very much upset. On one of the screens, this man zoomed in and saw his enemies, Logan and his team as they retreated, they were barely visible due to the fire burning and the smoke. He was wearing a suit and a silver ring engraved with a strange symbol, he smirked at the sight of this. His cold, calculating eyes didn’t waver as he sipped from a glass of Hennessy. “Impressive, I must say,” he muttered to himself, spinning the glass lazily. “Logan's resilience is… is irritating, but commendable. And Terrence, oh, Terrence, just so predictable… Always predictable as always.” He pressed a button on his desk, just then a beep followed, and the voice of an assistant responded instantly. “Yes, sir?” “Deploy Unit Seven. I want Logan tracked. Leave him enough rope to play
With the atmosphere dark, the hallway seemed quite suffocating. Logan’s eyes were focused, his breath steady despite the pain in his side. He could feel his pulse in his ears, the sound of his boots echoed, each step was made with determination to end this problem once and for all. Terrence and Sean flanked him, their movements synchronized, trained, and practiced. The stakes are high now and it wasn't just disputes this was something that needed to be eradicated. This was no longer about just taking down the Council; this was about reclaiming their lives from the chaos that had consumed them for years. "Howe is up ahead," Sean whispered, his eyes scanning the corridor. Logan nodded. "Stay sharp… this is where it all comes together." They reached a large steel door at the end of the hallway, and they found out that a high-tech lock was keeping it shut. Logan didn’t hesitate, he stepped forward and signaled Sean to cover him as he placed a small device against the door an