Mia was sitting on the edge of the when her parents came back to her room. “Mia, the chefs will be here with meals they cooked especially for you.” her mom said as she walked in. “I don't have an appetite to eat anything mom, I think you should take your leave now. I need some time to myself and please ask Nella to come.” “It doesn’t feel right that you are asking us to leave, baby.” Maliya pulled closer to her. “I would feel better if you guys just leave right away, I can’t bear seeing the two people that should have protected pretend like they care about me or my feeling,” “Oh fuck.” Maliya muttered beneath her breath, she realized that her daughter had overheard their conversation. “Mia, I can explain….” “Mom, please save it. I am not in the best mood to discuss this.” She laid down on the bed and wrapped the sheets over head. Her father felt the need to step in for the best for the situation, “Mia, we will be leaving now, we will come and see you when you wake up.” He pu
Nella arrived at the hospital, she saw Mia’s buried in her laptop, she could tell that she was reading the updates from the company’s meeting. “A part of me did not want to bring the laptop here when you were still unconscious because I knew you would get to work right after you woke up.” “Nella! I didn't see you come in” Mia looked excited, she was glad that she could recognize another person. “You look like you have lost a lot of weight.” Mia observed, “I could say the same for you.” Nella said then she hugged her. “Don’t scare all of us like this anymore. How could you sleep there for weeks without waking up?” She sobbed silently. “I am sorry for making you worry. I was just trying to catch a break from all the work I have been doing.” Nella pulled away from her, “This is not a joking matter.” She scolded Mia. The Chairman was surprisingly strong enough to not pass out but the vice chairman and the head of the managing director were not quite stable.” “They were fine when the
Logan and Sam stepped cautiously into the abandoned warehouse. The creaking of the rusty metal door echoed through the empty space, the dim light from the overcast sky casting long shadows on the concrete floor. Logan's face set in a grim line as his thoughts drifted back to Mia. The image of her not knowing who he was, haunted him. She didn’t deserve this. No one touched Mia and got away with it. “This is the place,” Sam whispered, his sharp blue eyes scanning the area for any signs of movement. His hand hovered over the gun holstered at his side, ready for action. Logan nodded silently, his jaw clenched. Yuki had tracked down the man responsible for the accident, and sent them the trail that had led them here, to this warehouse on the outskirts of town. The air was thick with dust and the stench of decay, adding an oppressive weight to the already tense atmosphere. The two men crept deeper into the warehouse, the silence broken only by the occasional clinking of metal and the
The man led Logan and Sam through a series of narrow backstreets, his every step hesitant, as if considering bolting at any moment. But he knew better, Logan’s cold stare and Sam’s watchful eyes made it clear that escape wasn’t an option. After several blocks, they finally arrived at a small, nondescript restaurant tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. Inside, patrons ate their meals in relative peace, unaware of the storm brewing outside. “There,” the man muttered, pointing toward a booth near the back. Carl sat casually, shoveling food into his mouth, oblivious to the danger closing in on him. He looked like any other diner unremarkable, scruffy, with a worn jacket draped over his shoulders. But Logan’s instincts told him otherwise. This was the man who had been facilitating a plot to kill Mia, the woman Logan would protect with his life. Without a word, Logan strode inside, his presence commanding attention. Sam stayed near the entrance, keeping an eye on the man who h
Logan stood in the hallway of the hospital, his arms crossed, leaning against the cold, whitewashed wall. He stared at the door to Mia’s room. His heart ached to see her, to touch her, to hold her hand. But the image of her blank, confused expression when she had woken up after the accident haunted him. She hadn’t recognized him. The woman he’d sworn to protect, the woman he loved more than anything, had looked at him like he was a stranger.It tore him apart.Inside her room, Logan could hear her light laughter, the sound muffled but still clear enough to reach his ears. She was talking to Nella, her assistant and friend. Nella had been with Mia through thick and thin, and even now, she stayed by Mia’s side, helping her recover with the kind of dedication that went beyond professional duty. Logan trusted Nella, she was family in all but blood to Mia. But even seeing Mia happy in Nella's presence wasn’t enough to make him step inside. He couldn’t bring himself to face her just yet
Yuki sat at the large, U-shaped desk in the tech lab, multiple screens flickering before him as data streamed in real-time. The burner phone Sam had given him sat in front of him, its cheap plastic exterior a stark contrast to the complexity of the investigation it represented. Despite his best efforts, Yuki had encountered a brick wall. Whoever had caused the attack on Mia had been meticulous, covering their tracks with layers of anonymity. Burner phones were designed to leave no trace, but Yuki was no ordinary tech expert. He was the head of Logan’s tech team for a reason, a brilliant mind with an ability to crack through the most impenetrable of firewalls and digital barriers. Still, even for him, this task was proving difficult. He had spent hours trying to track down the origin of the phone’s messages. The number was disposable, bouncing off different cell towers to mask its location. The texts were sent through encrypted servers, rerouted several times before reaching Carl.
Sam entered Logan’s office quietly, his face grim as he delivered the update Logan had been waiting for. Logan looked up from his desk, his eyes locking onto Sam.“Sir,” Sam said, standing straight with a hint of hesitation in his voice. “I just got word. Both Lord Leinhart and Mr. Leinhart have started moving. They’re each running their own separate investigations.”Logan’s gaze darkened, a sharp edge slicing through his calm exterior. “Separate investigations?” he repeated slowly, his tone flat but loaded with meaning.“Yes,” Sam confirmed, nodding. “Mr Leinhart is working within his corporate network, talking to people inside the LH Group. Meanwhile, Lord, Leinhart’s using his outside connections, probably from his more… criminal contacts. It’s chaotic, and they’re not exactly on the same page.”Logan’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as he processed the information. “Idiots,” he muttered under his breath. “They’re going to blow this whole thing up if they’re not careful.”He sto
Yuki’s fingers flew across the keyboard, his eyes locked on the series of codes flashing on his screen. He had been at it for hours, digging deeper into the signal trail from the burner phone. After hitting several dead ends, he finally found a faint trace of a series of encrypted pings leading back to a location he hadn’t expected, the Leinhart Villa. He leaned back in his chair, shocked, his mind racing. It couldn’t be a coincidence that the signal came from the same place where Mia’s family lived. Someone was using their network, and it wasn’t an outsider. It only meant that the person was using a system built up by the Nelsons in the Leinharts Villa. That’s a family clash because everyone was aware of what Mike did to Mia. Picking up his phone, Yuki quickly dialed Logan. “Sir,” Yuki said, his voice tense, “I’ve found something.” Logan was already standing by the window in his office, staring out into the night. He didn’t like being away from Mia’s side, but he knew the