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LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 99
In the State's penitentiary, there was a fat looking man sitting down in a cold cell with his cellmate. He was tired, he had already given up, his wife had asked for a divorce and now he was no longer working with Blue Net Group as his reputation had been damaged. It's been a year since he has been in jail, this man's name is none other than Henry Donald who was the manager of Blue Net Group until the day Logan caught him with Sarah Palmer, since then he has been charged with sexual assault and harassment as well as embezzlement of company funds, but since he was behind the walls there was no way that he would be exonerated by any chance. But things don't always work out the way they plan and bad people mostly get preferential treatment. “Henry Donald, you are summoned, you have a visitor!” A prison guard uttered. Henry Donald was of course confused and curious as he had no idea who that is, because his wife had vowed never to have anything to do with him neither would any of his
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 100
Garry was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that such a thing could ever happen. How in the world would the Blue Net Group fund the syndicate? He just couldn't fathom it. “I don't understand uncle, how are they the ones funding the syndicate? I thought that Jaguar's Den Syndicate was started by my father?” Garry asked in shock. “It wasn't, it was started out by both your dad, Mr Terrence Bentley and me. We were a team back in the day. I just spoke to him before coming here, he had no idea who killed him.” Nolen uttered. “No I don't believe it, he was holding this card uncle, clearly they must have had something to do with his demise, but if it's true that you all are close friends, why the hell didn't he come to his burial?” Garry retorted. “He did, you just didn't see him. The reason he didn't show his face was because you are trying so hard to kill him. He didn't want to cause ructions on his friend's burial. So he allowed you to bury him in peace.” Nolen uttered sternly. “I stil
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 101
The prison gates opened and Henry Donald stepped out inhaling the fresh air plastering on his face. The air that he hadn’t felt on his skin, the feeling of freedom. His bulgy figure seemed to carry the weight of more than just his body, as though every step pressed heavily into the ground beneath him. There was a strange mix of relief and anxiety on his face; relief at the taste of freedom, but anxiety over what awaited him beyond those walls. His hands fidgeted, and his eyes darted from one corner to another, uneasy and unsure. There was excitement too, deep beneath that was fear, like he was waking up from a long, restless sleep but unsure of how to face the world that had moved on without him. His wife, his kids how would they view him, his money that was lost and accounts that has been frozen, would he get them back? As Henry was wondering, his eyes ettled on a sleek black car parked by the other side of the street. It was looking new as if he was untouched by the dust of
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 102
The sun was just beginning to go below the horizon, leaving behind a warm glow over the Kennedy's mansion. Liam Miller pulled up to the grand driveway in a sleek, black car, his heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Tonight was a new chapter of his life. He adjusted his tie in the rearview mirror, he then brushed his hands on his hair, as a soft smile crossed his lips as he thought of Elizabeth. When he stepped out of the car he then made his way to the front door, he didn’t have to wait long enough. As soon as the doors opened, there she was, looking like an angel. Elizabeth Kennedy, was in a flowing, elegant dress that danced with each step she took, her radiant smile stealing his breath away. 'Can't believe this is all mine.’ he thought. Her hair was dangling around her shoulders and her eyes glistened with something he’d never seen before hope, maybe even joy. "Liam," she greeted, her voice warm. The scent of lavender oil emanating from her body,
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 103
Mike stepped into his house, all worn out, he was exhausted. Leaning casually against the kitchen counter, was Garry. For a split second, Mike was frozen, his brain catching up with the sight of his old friend, who he hadn’t seen in a year, he couldn't believe it. His thoughts then recalled that he hadn't checked his emails for a while. “Garry!” Mike called, breaking into a wide grin. They clasped hands, pulling each other into a brief but solid hug. Even though they haven't seen each other in a while, that didn't matter anymore as it is replaced by the warmth of familiarity, They exchanged pleasantries, the easy chatter flowing as they caught up on lost time. But then Garry’s face darkened, the familiar ease replaced by a cold look that Mike had only seen once before. And it was the night Garry had learned about his father’s death. “I need to tell you something,” Garry said, his voice low. Mike felt a shiver up his spine as he waited, his eyes locked on Garry’s troubl
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 104
Mike’s mind raced, trying to piece together every thing and how to go forward but things aren't going the way he wanted it to. He decided to stay quiet, letting Garry have a moment to gather himself. Garry walked over to the window, his gaze lost in the rain that had started to fall outside, he was almost whispering when he spoke again, his voice loud, “I am so stupid, Mike. Hated them with everything I had. I didn’t question it because… because at the time, it was the only thing that made sense.” He turned, his expression worried and filled with sadness, “But now… what’s left to do? Where do I start from?” Mike stepped closer, his footsteps soft against the floors “There’s more, Garry,” he said, trying to keep his voice steady, “There has to be. We’ll figure out what comes next, together like we used to.” Garry shook his head, “How do I undo all what I did due to rage? How do I undo everything I did in hunting down their every move, every single wrong… I thought I was fighting
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 105
Bethany’s heart pounded as she staggered out of the cab she had boarded, her mind filled with questions which she could barely wrap her head around. Everything was becoming quite vague and she just felt helpless. She had gone to little Hilary's school to look for answers but what she got was not what she was expecting at all. She was told that Hillary was no longer coming to that particular school and that her adoptive parents had both agreed to withdraw her from there and put her in a better school. Bethany was pointed in the direction of where Hilary's adoptive parents were staying. The address the teacher had given her was now in front of her, a simple looking brick house with a brown door and well-kept lawn. It looked peaceful, ordinary, like any ordinary home on a quiet street. But Bethany’s life felt anything but ordinary right now. Her world was shattering by the second. Her chest was tight with a mix of confusion, anger and fear. She still couldn’t get over wh
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 106
Marie stood up and led Bethany through the house, down a hallway that opened up a door leading to the lawn laid out outside. Bethany could see a large backyard with a swing set and a small sandbox. And there, in the middle of the yard, was her daughter. The sight of her nearly brought Bethany to her knees. Her daughter, her little girl, was sitting on the grass, playing with a toy horse, completely unaware of the turmoil unfolding around her. She looked so happy, so content, and that only made Bethany’s heart ache more. As she approached, her daughter looked up, her face lighting up in recognition. “Mommy!” she squealed, dropping the toy and running toward Bethany with outstretched arms. Bethany’s heart broke and healed in the same instant as she carried her daughter up in her arms, holding her tightly as if letting go would mean losing her forever. She could feel the warmth of her little body, against her, it was a moment she never want to let go of. If she could freeze i
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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
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
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
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
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
CHAPTER 203
Damon nodded. “If you’re set on this path, Master Logan, then promise me one thing: don’t lose yourself entirely. Your father wouldn’t want his legacy to be remembered in blood.” Logan didn’t respond. He simply turned back to the desk and pulled out a drawer, retrieving a small, sleek pistol that had belonged to his father. He checked the chamber, the metallic click echoing in the silent room. “This isn’t about his legacy anymore,” Logan said quietly. “It’s about vengeance and making sure men like William and Malcolm never hurt anyone again.” **** Days later, seeing his father's remains that was completely unrecognisable, made Logan feel as though he had not done anything yet. He was supposed to be planning his father's burial but all he could think about was William's dead body being brought to the morgue as well. He couldn't just sit back and let his father be buried alone. What was his offence, being really good at everything and being his father's favorite? Well that was t
CHAPTER 202
As Logan walked out of his room well dressed, he was no longer just Terrence Bentley's grieving son, oh that ship has long sailed he was a man on a mission, a storm brewing with the promise of destruction. The Bentley estate’s private garage housed a collection of cars, each a symbol of his father’s taste and success. Logan selected a sleek black SUV, its engine roaring to life like a growl from deep within his chest. He peeled out of the driveway, his destination clear: William D'Cruz's sprawling estate on the other side of town. Damon, who saw him driving away, immediately sent trusted men to shadow him. “Ready the men, make sure nothing happens Master Logan is that clear?” “Yes sir!!” They all ran off and began shadowing him, because his safety was their priory, should something happen to him, it could cost them their lives. As the city lights blurred past, Logan’s thoughts were filled with the memories of his father, his warm laugh, his stern yet encouraging words kept
CHAPTER 201
When they got home, they felt relief, but true to Rick's words, they had no choice but to go looking for him. Their child Hilary was nowhere to be found. “Hilary!” Bethany called out with every strength she could muster but her daughter was not home, neither was she at Mrs Grayson's place. She had been abducted. “Oh my God, Carter, the worst has happened.” She uttered. Troy, who was looking around for anything, any clue as to who had done this, he didn't want to assume the worst. After his thorough search from looking around, he saw a letter on the kitchen counter, he immediately opened it and it reads: “You feel you were wide in calling the cops on me, well like I said, you will come looking for me sooner than you realise.” “It really is Rick!” Troy Reece blurted out sith frustration as he broke a mug out of frustration making the couple run from the living room. “Did you find anything?” “It is Troy… read this!” He uttered and handed the letter to them. Bethany began sobbi
CHAPTER 200
“Carter, who is this person?” “We need to go to Mr Logan Hudson Bentley for protection.” “Hell no, there is no way I can do that.” Troy blurted out. But Bethany remained silent because Logan and her had resolved their issues or differences that he even gave her this job of modelling and she is more than grateful for that. “Well Troy, I also have a history with him because I betrayed his trust. It wasn't so easy for me to actually bring up his name, but if that is going to be an option, I am going to take it for your safety, and that of Hilary's… or the second option is to set a trap.” Bethany’s eyes widened, “A trap? Come on Carter, are you serious?” Carter leaned forward, his voice calm but firm. “Rick thinks he’s untouchable. If we can lure him out by making him think he’s getting his hands on this evidence, then maybe we can then expose him publicly. Catch him in the act.” Carter uttered. Troy rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “It’s risky, but it could work. Rick won’t ignore
