“Good evening sir. I heard you had rushed out this morning and that wasn’t on your schedule. Besides, I got an email from Lord Nelson already.” his assistant said. He had arrived at the mansion as early as he should but the maid told him that Logan had stepped out.It surprised him as his boss was supposed to take a day’s rest but he was out.“I was at his place earlier to sort some things out. Have you dug out all the info on Leinhart?” logan asked.“Yes sir. There is nothing much, from the last time you went to their house you met with the family and their businesses have been blooming well all thanks to your wife and her parents. If they handle the refinery project, we will be raking in billions before we know it.”“That is impressive,” He said, realizing that his in-laws' pride wasn’t built on nothing. They were very hardworking people. “Is there a specific reason why Lord Leinhart would want to work with Lord Nelson?”“He doesn’t want to work with him. Lord Leinhart is a smart
Logan walked away from the table, his mind racing. As he reached a secluded hallway, he pulled out his phone and dialed his assistant, Sam. "Sam, I need you to hack into the casino's surveillance system," Logan Whispered urgently. "Find out everything you can about the Chaperone. I think he has been stealing from me." “Sir, don’t you think we are going too far, the contract..” his assistant was trying to explain but Logan cut him off. “I will get the driver to put me on the phone with the hacking team, you are fired!” Logan said "I’m sorry sir, I must have snapped out of it.” Sam said, this was the first time he was seeing his boss act out. It must be because of his wife. He couldn’t afford to lose his job because of the Nelsons. The Starfall group pays their workers the highest salary in the whole country, he knew if his boss fired him he would never find a better offer. On it, boss," Sam replied, the sound of rapid typing immediately following his words. “Send the video to
Logan’s vision blurred as he leaned against the cold brick wall, gasping for breath. Blood trickled from the bullet wound in his side, soaking through his shirt. The strength to fight back at savini’s men had disappeared from him. He didn’t signal to his men to come after him.It was impossible for them to even locate him because he had lost his phone, there was nowhere they could track him down. The nelson’s garage was linked directly to another part off the down so his guards were not at that part.He had told his assistant not to dispatch so many men to avoid suspicion. A part of him regretted not listening to Sam.Savini and his men had vanished into the night, leaving him behind. He had no phone, no backup, and no hospital nearby. His only chance was Mia. Her house was the closest to where he was and his bleeding had gotten worse.The stitch from his old injury around his stomach had opened up, he couldn’t get to an hospital because of his identity or contact his assistant with
Mia cleaned out the blood on the sheet, and managed to move him over to the other side of the bed so she could change the bed clothes and put a fresh one on it. Working out when she was stressed at work really did pay off, even though it was hard to move a man like Logan, he was quite heavy but she managed to pull it off.She deliberated in her mind on where to hand wash the sheets or burn them to avoid any suspicions from her parents when they woke up the next morning.Wash will definitely attract their attention because her mom was sensitive to running water. If she opened the taps, she would surely wake up.Even if she didn’t wake up, spreading the clothes will also catch their attention so her best option was to burn the clothes.She packed them up, grabbed her phone with a match box then she headed to the incinerator down the street. There was no way her parents would be able to tell that she left home to burn clothes, if she went there in a tracksuit.Even if her dad woke up an
Logan woke up in a white, plain room, he didn’t recognise where he was but he could perceive the scents of his wife so he knew he was in safe hands.Her fragrance never left his head since the night they were together. He was relieved at the thought he wasn't in Savini’s hands helpless and alone without contact with his men.He knew they would have tracked him down to where he was but they didn’t approach him because his assistant knew about the Situation with Mia and her parents. He got up from the bed, feeling thirsty then he headed to the kitchen to get some water. As he stepped into the kitchen, he bumped into Mia's dad.‘Shit,” he cursed internally. He didn’t think that her parents would have woken up at the time he was heading to the kitchen. Instead of running off, he raised his head up. “Good morning, Mr Leinhart.”“What are you doing here?” Their shock was written in his face, “How did you get in here? Who let you in? Guards!” he yelled Mia’s father forgot for a moment that
Logan’s plan got a little sweaty as he wondered how his father-in-law had food out what had happened between him and Mia. “Sir, I can explain, we didn’t really mean for things to turn out like this.”He wasn’t sure of what to say because he didn’t want him to get more angry at him. The situation on ground was more than he could handle. He didn’t want to break how they got married without Mia being present.“I just knew it. Mia is never the type to act rashly. Why did you do this with her? Because of money? Or you had investigated the Leinharts family so you now covet our family’s wealth?” Her father asked which challenged him a bit.He didn’t even know much about the Leinharts or how wealthy they were until he met Mia.“I am sorry to disappoint you, you can't get anything from us if those are your plans. It will never work out. If you are wise enough, just follow the divorce procedures like we asked.” It had crossed his mind to sign the divorce papers if her family asked again but wh
“The marriage contract that you signed with him so you would not marry into the Nelson’s family,” Her after said. “I blame myself when I didn’t agree with you mother to sign the marriage offer we got from the Arabian prince.” “Arabian prince?” She thought to herself. That was new to her but she didn’t want to push that with him, her goal was to overreact and take Logan away so that he would not spill how they actually got married to her father.. “It really crossed your mind to marry me off to an Arabian prince. What difference is that and what grandfather wanted to do to me?” Tears trickled from her eyes while she spoke. It was enough that her parents were never interested whenever her grandfather gave her a task to do.Logan watched her cry but he didn’t move, he knew it wasn’t genuine. He had seen her sad a few times and that wasn’t how she looked. He was resisting his laughter.Her parents knew very few things about her,that is how she could get away with some
Seeing how reluctant he was to speak, she knew if he said anything to her, it wasn’t going to be the truth. She had a principle of letting people tell her their truth.Even if it ends up being a lie, Mia preferred to discover that herself rather than to force anyone to give her informationIf she was being pressed about something she was not willing to share, she just lies automatically. She didn’t want him to lie to her especially when she knew nothing about him.And the investigation she had conducted on him showed nothing on him.He was someone that she married and she could barely read him, she didn’t want to get used to him lying to her.“Er..” he started. He wanted to explainShe placed his finger over his lips. “Shuush. If you're not ready to talk about it, I will wait.”His eyes were fixed on her and he swallowed hard at her response. He wasn’t going to lie to her. He was going to say he got hit by leaving the casino, which meant that he was leaving the dangerous parts of th
It had been months since Logan and Mia had time to truly relax. Logan’s responsibilities at his family’s company had multiplied as he guided it toward new heights, while Mia was immersed in her work with the non-profit organization and preparing for medical school. Despite their busy lives, they made sure to spend precious moments together, late-night dinners, quiet walks, and shared laughter, but those moments felt all too fleeting.Logan’s parents, Charles and Evelyn, noticed the strain on both their son and his wife. They’d come to adore Mia, who had blended seamlessly into the family with her warmth, strength, and kindness. Even Mia’s parents and grandfather saw the need for Logan and Mia to recharge. That’s when the idea sparked between the two families during a casual afternoon tea: a surprise trip for Logan and Mia, a retreat where they could unwind, reconnect, and indulge in some long-overdue relaxation.Working together, the parents crafted the perfect plan. They chose a ch
As Yuki took his first steps away from the agency, a whirlwind of mixed emotions swept over him. Years of dedication and relentless training had defined his life, shaping him into one of the agency's most skilled operatives. However, after everything that had happened, especially the danger his close friends and allies faced, he realized he wanted a life beyond the shadows. The long nights spent looking over his shoulder, the constant need for vigilance, and the weight of secrets had finally pushed him to seek a new beginning.Logan, understanding Yuki’s silent turmoil, didn’t hesitate to support his decision. On Yuki’s last day at the agency, Logan met him for a quiet lunch at their favorite little bistro downtown. The two men sat across from each other, each one keenly aware of the new phase ahead. Logan, now fully entrenched in leading his family’s company, and Yuki, ready to step into a world he barely recognized but deeply craved. As their plates were cleared, Logan handed Yuki
The atmosphere in the grand Leinhart mansion had shifted, a quiet tension settling into every corner as Lord Leinhart’s health waned. He had been the pillar of their family, guiding them through turbulent times with a firm yet caring hand. Now, his movements were slower, and his powerful voice often softened with an underlying fatigue that didn’t go unnoticed by those closest to him. His children and grandchildren had tried to pretend everything was as it had always been, but they couldn’t ignore the lingering fear that he might be preparing to say his final goodbyes.One afternoon, Lord Leinhart summoned his family to the study. It was a room filled with memories of past achievements, marked by framed accolades and family portraits hanging on the walls. The room was intimate yet regal, his presence radiating an authority that had commanded respect for decades. As family members trickled in, the atmosphere grew tense. Mia, Melissa, and other key family members waited, each wondering
Logan’s transition from the agency to the corporate world wasn’t without challenges. His father, Charles Frost, had always emphasized the importance of leadership and responsibility, and after the recent turbulence with the agency and the betrayal he’d faced, he finally understood the value of the stable legacy his father had worked so hard to build. Reluctantly at first, Logan accepted his father’s insistence to take the reins as the permanent president of the family company, but soon he was pouring his energy and determination into every project, every strategy, and every partnership. Charles had seen in Logan a vision that was ambitious and future-driven, and he wanted that vigor to push their company into new frontiers. Logan took on the challenge with both respect for the legacy his father had created and a passion for redefining what they could achieve. Within months, Logan’s influence was apparent. He fostered partnerships with promising startups, invested in sustainable ene
Alexander Wang had been planning this moment for weeks, every detail mapped out with an intensity that reflected the depth of his feelings. It wasn’t just about the proposal, it was about redemption, healing, and a fresh start. He knew what Lydia, known in the spotlight as Suzy Vert, had been through. She had stood in the face of his family’s skepticism, with no shortage of harsh words or hurtful judgments. Despite it all, she’d never faltered, showing grace and strength that had ultimately won over Alexander’s heart even more than before.That evening, he led her to a quiet, lantern-lit pavilion on the family’s expansive estate. This wasn’t just any garden; it was the same place where she’d been met with icy receptions and side-eyed glances. He had chosen it deliberately. The blossoms were in full bloom, and the warm scent of jasmine floated in the air, adding a touch of magic to the setting. Lydia held her baby, bundled in soft blankets, as they walked. She had no idea what Alexa
Sam had always harbored the desire to leave his position as an agent, yearning for a life beyond the shadows and endless fieldwork. The agency’s lifestyle had worn on him, filling him with scars both physical and emotional. So when he handed in his resignation, he felt an unexpected mix of relief and anticipation, as if he were finally stepping into the life he had been waiting for. Logan had been supportive, congratulating him with a genuine smile and a handshake that held unspoken gratitude. After everything they’d been through, Logan knew how much Sam deserved this next chapter.Not long after, Sam was contacted by Logan’s father, Chairman Frost, with an opportunity he couldn’t refuse. Chairman Frost had taken notice of Sam’s loyalty, and he was impressed by the integrity Sam had shown throughout his years as an agent. Besides, he was like his own son now.As a reward, Chairman Frost extended an offer that aligned perfectly with Sam’s aspirations, a position as president of on
Melissa had never imagined her life would come to this moment, a second chance. As she stepped out of jail, the sky looked a little brighter, the air felt fresher, and for the first time, she felt the weight of her choices lift, just a little. A special pardon had been granted, and rather than relief, a wave of determination washed over her. She couldn’t erase the mistakes she’d made, but she could make sure her future was different. This was her opportunity to rewrite the narrative, and she wasn’t going to squander it.One of the conditions of her pardon was to complete a rehabilitation program. At first, the idea of “rehabilitation” sounded restrictive, but the time in therapy opened her eyes in ways she hadn’t anticipated. She spent hours unpacking her resentments, her jealousy toward Mia, her need to prove herself, and the misguided sense of entitlement that had led her down a dark path. Bit by bit, she began to peel away layers of bitterness, acknowledging the pain and insecu
Charles Frost sat alone in his study, the dim light casting long shadows across the room. The weight of the secrets he carried weighed heavily on him, pressing down with each beat of his heart. His son, Logan, had no idea of the extent to which Charles had been aware of the memory loss conspiracy or the threats that came with it. Charles had watched quietly from the sidelines, keeping close tabs on the unfolding events, hoping that his silence was enough to keep his family safe. Though Logan had confronted the members of the panel and brought charges against them, Charles knew that the details went deeper than his son might have suspected. From the first time he’d heard whispers of a “memory-altering operation,” Charles had taken quiet but decisive action. He didn’t involve his wife, fearing the panic and worry it would stir. She cherished Logan, and the mere thought of such betrayal from those within their circle would devastate her. Charles was also relieved that Logan hadn’t
[These last ten chapters will cover how everyone moved on and a little bit of backstory]Mia closed the door to her office, pausing to take one last look around. After years of leading the LH Group, the spacious corner office, once filled with the bustling energy of meetings, conference calls, and late-night strategy sessions, felt strangely silent. She had always thought she’d grow old here, carrying on her family’s legacy. But somewhere along the way, the responsibilities, the corporate dealings, and the constant pressure had worn her down. Stepping back from her CEO position was a decision she hadn’t made lightly, but she knew in her heart it was the right one.The past few months have been transformative. Her near-death experience and the fallout with Melissa had led her to reassess her life and her priorities. She wanted a new purpose, one rooted not in corporate power, but in making a genuine difference. That’s what drew her to the idea of joining a non-profit organization fo