As they continued their journey towards justice, the atmosphere in the bank seemed to change. The once sterile and imposing environment now held the promise of change and redemption. Logan and the girl walked side by side, their steps echoing in the hallowed halls of the bank, ready to confront the darkness that had plagued them both.Logan and the lady stood just a few steps away from the manager's office, the weight of the situation pressing on them. But then, a rush of thoughts flooded Logan's mind, causing him to pause and consider the scenario more carefully.In his imagination, he pictured himself bursting into the manager's office, his voice raised in anger, accusing the manager of unspeakable deeds. The girl would follow suit, shouting that he had molested her. But Logan knew deep down that such a reckless approach wouldn't lead to justice. Instead, it would likely make them appear irrational, and nobody would take their accusations seriously. They'd end up making fools of the
As the manager and Logan's eyes briefly met, the manager composed himself and approached Logan, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. He inquired, "Are you lost or looking for someone specific?"Logan maintained his composure and replied casually, "I'm okay, thanks. I've already found the person I was looking for," subtly referring to Aella.The manager nodded, a hint of suspicion hidden behind his facade, and walked back to his office. Logan watched him closely, frowning as the manager distanced himself from him. He knew that his interactions with the manager had now placed him under the manager's scrutiny, but he couldn't afford to back down now.Leaving the office, Logan took the elevator downstairs and made his way to the exit. However, just as he was about to step out, the bank lady who had directed him to the manager earlier called out to him. He hesitated for a moment but then stopped and turned back, walking closer to her, though he had no real desire to engage with her, given her p
Logan remained crouched under the stairs, his breathing heavy and his heart pounding in his chest. This was a situation he had hoped never to encounter again, and he silently prayed that he wouldn't be noticed. As he waited anxiously, he began to notice shadows moving, further intensifying his fear. He held his breath, hoping they wouldn't detect him.Suddenly, the figures came into view, but to Logan's immense relief, it was just a couple who lived in the apartment next to his on the second floor. He couldn't help but release a deep sigh of relief, which unintentionally drew their attention towards him. The lady was the first to spot him and asked quickly, "Logan, what are you doing?"Logan stood up quickly, forcing a somewhat awkward smile, and replied, "I was trying to avoid you guys."The boyfriend, Jack, noticed Logan's profuse sweating and remarked, "Logan, why are you sweating like a donkey?"Logan shot Jack a quick annoyed glance but couldn't deny that his fear had caused his
Logan's heart raced as he stepped out of the bank, his newfound wealth coursing through his mind like an electric charge. He couldn't help but feel like he was living in a dream. Checking his cellphone to confirm his account balance again, he was greeted by the astonishing figure: an hundred million dollars. He had gone from financial struggles to a net worth that rivaled celebrities. It was beyond his wildest imagination, and a grin spread across his face.Unable to contain his joy, Logan started dancing on the sidewalk, drawing curious looks from the crowd that had gathered to see the commotion at the bank. People began to whisper and speculate, but Logan didn't care. He felt like he was on top of the world, and the weight of his previous hardships had been lifted.As grateful as he was for his sudden fortune, Logan couldn't help but think of Aella. She had played a crucial role in exposing the bank manager's misconduct, and he wanted to thank her. However, he hesitated. They weren'
When Logan returned with their food, Eleanor and her friends were still giggling, making it obvious they were talking about him. Logan placed the tray of food on their table, trying to maintain his composure. "Here you go," he muttered, avoiding eye contact.One of Eleanor's friends, Jessica, looked up at him and smiled sweetly. "Logan, you should hang out with us on Saturday," she said, extending an invitation.Logan hesitated for a moment, knowing all too well that accepting might not end well for him. But Eleanor couldn't resist making another jab at him. "Yeah, Logan, it'll be fun," she said mockingly.That comment pushed Logan over the edge, and he declined politely. He couldn't stand the idea of them thinking they could break him so easily. With a forced smile, he replied, "I would love to but i have important things to do on Saturday."Right after Logan made his remark, Eleanor cruelly taunted him with an "Okay, loser," which stung deep. Logan clenched his jaw, suppressing his
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the basketball court. Logan's team had secured a narrow lead, and the air was thick with tension. The victory in sight was no longer just a win in a basketball game; it was a symbol of Logan's resilience, a testament to his ability to rise above the bullies who had tormented him for far too long.As Logan dribbled the ball, a sense of determination radiated from him. His teammates, emboldened by his unwavering spirit, rallied around him. The once-silent spectators had now turned into fervent supporters, their cheers and encouragement echoing through the court.But the bullies were not ones to accept defeat gracefully. Frustrated by their inability to stop Logan's dazzling plays, they resorted to dirty tactics. As Logan made a swift crossover dribble, Carter lunged at him, attempting to trip him up. Logan, with cat-like reflexes, sidestepped the trap, narrowly avoiding the spill that could have spelled disaster.Carter's fru
With time running out, the bullies grew more frantic in their attempts to halt Logan's advance. But Logan's anticipation and agility were unmatched. Each move they made, every attempt to disrupt his rhythm, only fueled his determination to succeed.As Carter charged again, Logan executed a picture-perfect crossover dribble, sending Carter careening past him. He continued his drive to the basket, the crowd watching in rapt awe. With a swift, fluid motion, he leaped into the air, defying gravity as he released a shot that seemed to hang for an eternity.The ball spun through the air, the arc so perfect that it almost traced a flawless parabola. As it descended toward the hoop, the entire court held its breath. Then, with a resounding swish, the ball dropped through the net, adding to Logan's growing tally.The scoreboard now tilted decisively in favor of Logan's team, and the jubilation in the air was palpable. The bullies, having exhausted their bag of tricks, could only watch in sulle
Logan stood there, the echoes of the victorious game still reverberating in his mind, waiting for the system's voice to confirm his success. The seconds felt like an eternity until, finally, the familiar tone chimed in his ear, announcing that an astonishing sum of 50 million dollars had been added to his account. A wave of disbelief and ecstasy washed over him, and while he wanted to jump and dance with joy, he knew he had to control his emotions amidst the curious crowd outside.With a contented smile, Logan began to head indoors. The euphoria outside was gradually fading as people dispersed, but his heart still danced with the rhythm of victory. As he reached the entrance, he noticed a group of familiar faces, including his ex and her friends, standing near the windows, their gaze fixed intently upon him. Logan's demeanor remained composed; he was determined to show that he had moved on. Their quick averting of eyes upon seeing him was all the confirmation he needed. He continued o