As Logan and his former boss continued their conversation about the financial settlement, Mr. Williams asked, "Logan, is there anything you'd like to change about our agreement?"Logan replied, "No, Mr. Williams, the agreement stands as it is."The room fell into a tense silence. Logan really wanted to threaten him with his secret but knew that he couldn't mention the documents yet, as he hadn't retrieved them. His plan to expose the embezzlement scheme had to remain covert until he had the evidence in his hands.With a forced smile, he continued, "I appreciate your willingness to resolve this matter, Mr. Williams. I'll bid you goodbye for now."Mr. Williams nodded and accompanied Logan to the door, his concern simmering beneath the surface. As Logan stepped outside, he contemplated his next moves, knowing that the documents were still within his former boss's reach.As Logan headed home, his thoughts were consumed by the documents he had discovered in his former boss's hidden compart
Logan's blood ran cold as he quickly assessed the situation. A female voice drew nearer, and it was clear that someone was headed in his direction. Panic set in as he realized he was trapped in the room with the incriminating evidence.He swiftly crawled under the nearby bed, feeling the tension and sweat on his brow. From his hiding place, he peered out and watched as a female figure entered the room. He prayed that she would move away, but to his dismay, she lingered, her presence casting a shadow over his plans.Logan held his breath, knowing that he had to remain hidden until the danger had passed. The minutes felt like hours as he listened to the faint sounds of her movement within the room. The fate of his mission hung in the balance as he stayed hidden under the bed, silently praying for a miracle.Underneath the bed, Logan's heart raced as he overheard his former boss's voice downstairs. It seemed like the man was talking to his son, a seemingly normal family moment. Meanwhile
After finding the contact information for Richard Langley, Logan decided to make a bold move and call the main owner of the canteen. The next morning, determined to uncover the truth, he dialed the number he had found.As the phone rang, he hoped to speak directly with Richard, but instead, a female employee answered the call. Logan politely requested to speak with the main owner, but the employee inquired about his identity, a note of suspicion in her voice."My name isn't relevant," Logan responded cautiously, "but I must speak with your employer."Before he could explain further, the employee abruptly ended the call, leaving Logan shocked and frustrated. He immediately called back, attempting to reestablish the connection, but his calls were cut off as if someone was deliberately disconnecting them. It seemed that his plan to expose his former boss was in jeopardy.Just when Logan was starting to lose hope, his phone rang with the same number he had been dialing. With a hint of unc
Logan sighed with understanding, realizing the unfortunate circumstances that had led to this notice. He knew that the system had promised him a house but hadn't provided one yet, so he would need a place to stay in the meantime. An idea crossed his mind, and he turned to Mrs. Garcia."Mrs. Garcia, do you happen to have the contact information for the landlords? I'd like to speak with them. I hope to keep this apartment for a little longer until my new place is ready."Mrs. Garcia nodded and provided him with the necessary contact details. Logan thanked her once more and decided to reach out to the landlords the following day. It was yet another unexpected twist in his journey, but he was determined to make the most of the opportunities that came his way, whether it was the enigmatic system or the unexpected rewards that seemed to be altering the course of his lifeThe next day, Logan was roused from his sleep by a series of knocks on his apartment door. He rubbed his eyes and, with a
Logan, slightly irritated by the receptionist's rude demeanor, moved to where she had instructed him to stand. He cleared his throat and asked politely, "May I speak with someone now?"The receptionist glanced at him, her impatience evident. "Hurry up. We don't typically attend to your type of people here."Logan, unfazed by her condescension, began to explain, "I understand, but I recently received notice of a property award, and I'm just looking for some clarification about its location and authenticity."Before he could finish his sentence, one of the receptionist's colleagues approached her and started discussing something urgently. They exchanged words, but it was clear they were ignoring Logan's presence. Annoyed, Logan interrupted, "Excuse me, I'm talking to you. Could you please check?"The colleague looked at Logan, baffled, and asked the receptionist, "What's the problem?"The receptionist sighed and referred to Logan dismissively, "This young man here wants something."Loga
Early the next day, Logan woke up with anticipation. The movers had promised to be there by 8 am, so he made sure everything was in order and that his belongings were neatly arranged as he had prepared the night before. He stepped outside, taking a deep breath of the fresh morning air, excited about his new life in the duplex.As the clock ticked towards 8 am, a large moving truck pulled into the parking lot. The vehicle was adorned with the logo of a well-known moving company, and the experienced crew hopped out, ready to assist Logan. They efficiently began the process of loading his possessions into the truck, their teamwork impressive.In the midst of the hustle and bustle, a woman who appeared to be the caretaker of the property approached Logan. She asked, "What's going on here? You're moving out?" Logan grinned, replying, "Yep, I'm hitting the road. Just like you wanted, right?" He added a little humor to the situation.The caretaker nodded, saying, "Well, we did discuss this,
Meanwhile, Eleanor, Logan's ex-girlfriend, sat in disbelief as she watched the news report about him. She hadn't seen or heard from him in quite some time, and his sudden acquisition of a luxurious duplex had left her astonished. She quickly dialed his number, her curiosity getting the better of her.Logan's phone rang, and he was startled when he saw Eleanor's name on the caller ID. They hadn't spoken since their last conversation, which had been far from amicable. He hesitantly answered the call, his voice calm as he greeted her, "Eleanor?"Eleanor's voice sounded a mix of surprise and curiosity. "Logan, were you really awarded that building? I can't believe my eyes, what's this I'm seeing on the news?"Logan replied, "Yes, it's me. It's quite a surprise for me too."Eleanor wasted no time in getting to the point. "Could we meet up, Logan? I'd like to talk, catch up, you know."Logan hesitated for a moment, considering the offer. He hadn't expected to hear from her, but he also real
Logan placed a sum of cash on the table, far more than the cost of their meal, and stormed out of the restaurant, leaving Eleanor to contemplate her actions.Outside the restaurant, Logan scanned the bustling crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of Aella. He was torn between the desire to explain the awkward situation with Eleanor and the frustration of not being able to find her. The sea of people made it impossible to locate one person, and he guessed that Aella had already left for home.As he reluctantly made his way back home, he couldn't help but feel quite sorry for Eleanor. He'd guess he must have taken it too serious but couldn't reverse it and for some reasons, he was interested in seeing how she was doing. Yet, Aella's sudden appearance had stirred up old memories, and he regretted not being able to chat with her longer but knew he had enough time to do just that.Inside, Eleanor was feeling a mix of emotions. She was insulted by Logan's abrupt exit, wondering if he had walked