“They were covering the event so they could take a good look at it. There were professionals at the scene to guide the members of the staff as they played that game.”When Sam was leaving to join their men in the corner, he made sure Nella was busy attending to the important guests that came for the event..Somehow Logan had made Lydia and Hannah show at the event so it was pretty packed up so that Mia and Nella would not notice what was going on. Unfortunately things were not going as planned at the shooting range . As soon as Logan grabbed the gun. His first shot was a ten.The result drew the attention of everyone there. The real game had not started because both parties were testing out their guns.Mia was so furious as she saw her gangster husband handling a gun in front of everyone. Though no one knew that they were married, if anyone recognized him as a gangster, it would do the company's image badly.“Are you trying to get your wife angry, sir?” Sam said into the microphone,
“I am going to keep following him myself.” Logan said as he gathered the stuff he needed. “Yes, you said that last night,” Sam replied to him because he knew that his boss was hinting that he wanted him to follow him.“This is an opportunity for me to get more experience.”“Goodluck to you, young master, I have a date with Nella today, I will send your regards to her.”“Thank you.” he replied as he slammed his car trunks then he drove off.Logan sat in the driver’s seat of his sleek, black car, the engine purring softly as he watched Caleb leave his workplace. The vehicle was equipped with the latest in steady technology, rendering it virtually invisible to anyone outside, a perfect tool for someone in Logan’s line of work. He’d made up his mind the moment Mia had confronted him. Caleb was too much of an enigma, and Logan couldn’t afford to take any chances. If there was any possibility that Caleb posed a threat to his father-in-law, Logan needed to be sure so that there was no o
Mia and Logan sat in the back of the taxi as it weaved through the busy streets toward the airport. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the city, but neither of them paid much attention to the view. Mia was deep in thought, her fingers tapping absently against the worn leather seat, while Logan’s eyes scanned the passing scenery with the instinctual alertness of someone who had seen too much of the world’s dangers.“Are you sure you want to do this?” Mia asked, breaking the silence.Logan glanced at her, offering a small smile. “It’ll be fine, Mia. We’re just here to welcome your parents and Lord Leinhart. What could go wrong?”Mia sighed, leaning her head back against the seat. “It’s just... you know how Melissa gets. She’s going to make a big deal out of us arriving in a taxi.”Logan’s smile widened, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Let her. It’s not the car that matters. Besides, I’m used to her insults by now.”Mia couldn’t help but smile back, though her worry linge
Mia sat in the cold, sterile hospital corridor, her hands trembling as she stared at the floor. The doctors had just finished their examination of Logan, and now they were standing in front of her, their faces grave. The air was thick with tension, and the steady beeping of the machines monitoring Logan’s condition felt like a countdown to some inevitable, terrible conclusion.“Ms Mia,” Dr. Harris began, his voice soft but firm, “we need to talk about Mr Logan’s condition.”Mia lifted her head, her heart pounding in her chest. “What’s wrong? Why isn’t he waking up?”Dr. Harris exchanged a glance with his colleague, Dr. Patel, before continuing. “Logan’s body is incredibly weak. The bullet wound is serious, but that’s not the only problem. It seems that he’s never fully healed from previous injuries, severe ones, at that.”Mia felt a chill run down her spine. “Previous injuries? What do you mean?”Dr. Patel stepped forward, his expression sympathetic. “We found evidence of multiple ol
Mia sat in her office, her thoughts swirling like a storm. The events at the hospital had left her shaken, her heart weighed down by confusion and doubt. She had replayed the scene over and over in her mind, Lydia, or rather Suzy Vert, standing by Logan's side, her voice soft as she whispered the news of her pregnancy. Mia couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to the story, something she was missing.She knew she needed to talk to someone, to get it all out before her thoughts consumed her. Nella, her trusted assistant and confidant , was the first person who came to mind. Mia trusted her implicitly and knew she could rely on her discretion. Picking up her phone, she dialed Nella's number."Nella, could you come to my office, please? I need to talk to you," Mia said, trying to keep the tremor out of her voice."Of course, Mia. I'll be right there," Nella replied, her tone concerned.A few minutes later, Nella walked into the office, her usual bright smile replaced
The night was thick with silence as Caleb approached the hospital, his steps slow and deliberate. He had been waiting for this moment, planning each detail with meticulous care.Logan, the man who had disrupted his plans, was now lying vulnerable in a hospital bed, and Caleb knew this was his opportunity to eliminate the threat once and for all.The information had come to him through Melissa, who had unwittingly provided the details of Logan’s condition and his location. Caleb had always known that Melissa was attracted to him, and he had exploited that to his advantage. It hadn't been difficult to coax the necessary information from her, even if she didn’t realize the true extent of his intentions.Now, as Caleb slipped through the hospital's dimly lit corridors, he felt a cold determination settle over him. There was no turning back. Logan had become too much of a liability, especially now that Lord Leinhart had shown a sudden fondness for him. If Caleb didn’t act now, the power
“Young Master.” Sam yelled as he walked into the hospital room. “You are awake!”Logan glared at him, Sam acted as if they didn’t speak off the phone.He hugged Logan but his boss was quick to push him away, “Only my wife gets to hug me.”“That hurts my feelings, given that you made me come here in the middle of the night. You are lucky that Nella did not sleep over tonight. Do you think I would have picked your call?”“I think I should take Hannah’s advice to change my assistant afterall.” Logan said, jealous that his Sam doesn't prioritize him anymore but he is happy that he finally found love.He was aware that his assistant had always wanted to be in a relationship, their first experience was just something that held them back.“Before you take Ms Hannah’s advice, I think you still need me before I resign.” Sam joked back. “I don’t need you Mr Sam.” Logan said, looking away from his direction. I would love to joke back sir but we do not have time on our side.”“What do you mean?”
“My wife knows that Lydia is my sister? How?” Logan panicked internally but his voice was rather firm on the outside. He didn’t even realize that he had voiced that out. “They met here at the hospital. At first she thought Ms Lydia was carrying your baby because she had confessed that she was pregnant while you were in coma.” Sam said. “That little brat!” Logan was so pissed, he was just in a coma for a few days and he had woken up to so much. His little sister being pregnant which he didn't know if his parents were aware or not. The thought of it made him curious about what she had really been doing on set when she claimed that she was filming. He knew that he had not really been paying so much attention to her since he had been dealing with his own life. “We should have told Ms Lydia about our plan from the start and manage to convince her to keep things secret from us” Logan massaged his temple. If he had to explain that he has a sister and she was the nation’s biggest and mos
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