Irritation was evident on Logan's face when he saw how deviant Ravenna was. He scowled "Get out of my way!" He didn't know where this anger came from and why but he knew he hated all she said to his face. "Else...we’re over!" Hearing his last statement, Ravenna blinked twice, as if she was poured cold water, she started to stammer while complaining " You are-you are going to break up with me cause-cause of that bitch??" Surprise flashed across her face like a million times as she tried to make sense of his earlier words.Logan shook his head, he knew he didn't say that because of Olive but something else which he wasn't going to start explaining to her now "Just, Get out of my sight," he gritted out, his anger was still so bad.Ravenna broke down as she shifted away from the door, her usual tearing section was about to begin but Logan was hella impatient. He didn't even look at her face as he pulled the door open and dashed off as if someone dangerous was after his head.Seeing how h
Logan widened his eyes in shock but he couldn't even find the strength to pull her away from him. She was all emotional and fragile, he just allowed her to do the kissing which he soon started to reciprocate after a while. He kissed her so tenderly, his palm massaged her hair as if to soothe her nerves.Olive was kissing him but her tears kept rolling and her eyes turned drowsy, her red eyes took weak to stay awake.Logan felt the slow response and when he detached their lips, he found the woman sleeping soundly under him.Even in her sleep, her face still held a frown and he chuckled lightly before smoothing the lines between her brows. He looked at her again and a sigh escaped his lips. He couldn't imagine himself in her position for a day. He would go insane if he was to lose his mother, this was one of the reasons he planned to go easy on her for a while.He gently stroked her hair and tucked her to sleep before covering her up with the duvet. He turned off the lamp close to th
Logan seized her up with discerning eyes, but she remained deviant. He quickly reminded her "You are still grieving over your mother's death, holding a wedding at this time is.."She impatiently cut him off, her eyes remained calm as she gritted out "I want the wedding. She is gone now.." she swallowed hard when she noticed her voice beginning to break. Her fingers gripped her pajama tightly to press down her sob. She continued but her voice kept trembling "I want this." Logan sighed, she looked very pitiful but trying to be strong. He returned his focus to the call "Fine. We will start preparations immediately" with that, he ended the call abruptly before shoving the phone into his pants pocket.He closed the space between them, his eyes softened as he held Olive's hands. His eyes darted between hers while consoling her "You do not need to pressure yourself at this time. About the Andersons, I have everything under control. Just sit and watch how I break them"Olive shook her head
Logan angrily ended the call and threw the phone on his bed. He ran his hand through his hair, his anger made his chest rise and fall rapidly.He and his girlfriend have been having several fights after another lately and it was becoming tiring. It was starting to get on his nerves!He was so pissed that he stormed out of the room, heading downstairs to join Olive for breakfast. He needed to be away from his cell phone because he knew how persistent Ravenna could be. She would buzz his phone unfailingly.He spotted olive already eating at the dining “I thought you said you would wait for me?” He asked as he walked towards them.Mrs Jenkins smiled while greeting “Good morning, Logan” she said while placing the jar of orange juice on the table that was filled with lots of dishes.Logan nodded “Good morning, Mrs Jenkins,” he said while sitting on the Chair next to Olive. Olive raised a brow at him, she replied“I waited for a long time but it didn’t seem as if you were going to come down
"What?" Maggie hollered, her face twisted in utter surprise "And you think that'll be the greatest and smartest thing to do right now?? Did you forget that you tempered with her mom's treatment simply because you were scared of her getting well and taking over her company??" She angrily said, riling Brown Anderson.Brown Anderson bickered "What do you have me say?? We can't just sit and wait till we finally go down the drain!" Maggie sighed before she narrowed her eyes, her lips twitched at the sides as she suggested "We can still get on Mr Smith's good side. We can do something to make him do our bidding" she said a little slyly.Luca furrowed her brows as she stared at her mom as if she was going insane. Adeline and Mr. Brown wasn't exceptional, confusion crossed their faces.Adeline asked skeptically "What are you saying, Mom?" her eyes scrutinizing her mother thoroughly."We can't make the smiths do our biddings especially the feared Logan Smith!" Mr Brown interjected with his ha
The day rolled by quickly and soon it was Roseline's funeral. Olive’s face was devoid of even a little smile. They got dressed in silence and didn't say a word to each other. Olive's head was preoccupied as she got into Logan's car. She was wearing a black body-fitted gown and a black bag. She tied her hair in a ponytail. Logan wore a black sleeve and pants, he would be her chauffeur for the day. In silence, they drove towards the funeral ground. Olive appreciates the silence as much as she didn't realize it. She just wanted to be left alone in her thoughts. Her mother's dismissal was messing with her sanity that she couldn't cry anymore. Getting close to the gate, Logan turned to look at Olive, for the first time that day, he spoke to her "We're here." Olive only hummed at him, her face was blank making Logan slightly worried. It would have been better if she cried so he would know what she was feeling inside. Honestly, he doesn't even know why he was concerning himself,
“Brown Anderson..” Logan’s cold voice rang in the hall as he made his way in. His deep monotone voice caught the attention of the people waiting in the room.With Scott behind him, Logan made his way into the wide hall where the funeral rites were performed.Logan had told Mr Brown to wait behind after the funeral, so the Andersons were all waiting there.Mr Brown quickly stood up from the armless chair he had sat down in the hall along with his wife and children.“Mr Smith..” He acknowledged Logan the moment he spotted him, he forced out a wide smile.Maggie stood beside her husband, she didn’t forget to greet Logan too. Logan kept a straight face as he didn’t bother to respond to their greeting. “Mr Brown.. I have a score to settle with you” he uttered coldly. Mr Brown turned to look at his wife knowingly before turning to look at Logan again.“What could that be, Mr Logan Smith?” He asked, an underlying grin almost replaced his face.Logan straightened his back as he tucked both h
“So….” Mr Brown’s voice broke their eye contact,disrupting their silent moment. His eyes were expectant as he waited for Logan to say something about the contract he requested.Logan sighed calmly, he couldn’t believe Olive was putting him through this. His eyes roamed around the people there.Scott shook his head slightly, he was afraid of Mr Brown ruining things and besides, working with them would only boost their reputation and income. He doesn’t want anything good to come to the Andersons from Logan.The silence stretched on for a while, everyone else waited for Logan to speak but he just kept staring daggers at Mr Brown, scanning him to see if he was worth the stress.The silence was like a loud echo in their ears, the silence hung in the hall as no one said a word. Maggie rubbed her palms together due to the sweat that was starting to form there. This was their only way out and if they didn’t get the contract, they would be doomed. The Andersons family will suffer major losses
Olive's face twisted as she listened to her uncle talk. Her hand that gripped the phone tightened. Mr Brown said from the other end. "That's the one thing your mother cherished before she died. Since we moved into this apartment, we wanted to get rid of old stuff so you should come over to grab your mother's heirloom before Maggie discards it.""I remember begging you for the heirloom before. Why do you want to relinquish it now??" Olive raised a brow. She was in her bedroom while her baby was with Lilian who came for a short visit. She left Lilian and Mrs Jenkins in the living room to answer the call. Logan had gone to the office with Scott early that morning. So, it was just Lilian, Mrs Jenkins and Olive at home with several other bodyguards that Logan brought over to the house a few days back. "True, I had wanted to keep it as mine but your husband won't let me and my family off the hook. He warned us to return everything in our possession to you which we have done except the he
“Boss, I just got an intel that Ravenna is out of the country,” Scott reported to Logan. A frown settled on Logan’s face when he heard that. He had kept taps on Ravenna to know that she was stranded. He had taken back the apartment from her and she had to rent another downtown. It was a small studio room. Her ex-boyfriend was nowhere to be found since the day he approached him about his dealings with Ravenna. For anything, Logan was sure about Ravenna being broke. How come she was able to fly out of the country??“I think it is a good thing. At least, I won’t have to worry about her doing something to my family.” Logan said nevertheless. “But tighten the security around my house should in case she comes out of the blue to do something stupid as always.” “Yes, Boss,” Scott responded before the call ended. Logan tapped on the window panel of his home office as he stared out of the window, his eyes were on Olive.She was wearing a blue summer dress, sitting on the swing in the gard
"Congratulations, such a beautiful baby.." Mrs Smith giggled. Lilian was behind her as they all smiled down at the baby. London was arranging some flowers on the desk while Logan was outside with his father. Olive smiled weakly as she lay on the bed, discussing with the ladies. Outside, Logan sighed as he tucked both hands into his pants pocket, he said. "Dad, I hope your notion of trying to get me to marry Amelia is over now that I am a father." Mr Smith's hand was on the railings as they both stood there, watching the city. It was evening already. Mr Smith shook his head. His silence made Logan speak up again. "Dad...""Yes. Fine, you're a father of a daughter, I won't do anything. I'll tell Amelia to give up on the chase." He stated dryly. His eyes were wandering around. Logan raised a brow at his father. "That was so fast. Are you planning something?? Spill it."Mr Smith gave him a sided look before looking ahead again. "What do you mean?? I'm serious right now." "You don't
The next few days went by in a blur. The Andersons tried to reach out to Olive to help. Their living conditions have deteriorated to the worst. Mr Brown Anderson suffered from heart failure until he got a stroke. He was confined in a wheelchair. Adeline, too ridiculed by the public, tried to abort the baby which led to her bleeding profusely, and eventually lost the baby and her womb along with it.Olive was shaken by the news. Even though she hated the Andersons family, she felt bad for Adeline. Meanwhile, the feud between Mr Smith and Logan stretched on. Mr Smith was hellbent on making sure Logan agreed to marry Amelia. At one time, he tried to blackmail Olive to leave his son.He had said. "Do you know you'll receive so many benefits if you agree to leave Logan?? But if you don't, I'll hunt you down and make sure Logan doesn't locate the spot I bury you!" His chilly words sent shivers down Olive's spine. She felt fear. "Dad...""If you respect me enough, you'll leave so that my
- Please Read The Author’s Note at the end of the chapter. - As Olive sat close to Logan the whole time since the beginning of the meeting, She could feel those burning gazes on her forehead, and a hole threatened to develop there. In the unfamiliar conference hall, Olive hasn’t stepped foot in since her mother was ruined by her uncle and replaced by him, Olive was a little unsettled. Maybe it was the nerves of what she was finally getting rid of or because of the stares of the several shareholders who were surprised to see her, the reporters who wouldn’t stop clicking their cameras, and the Andersons whose gazes held hostility, helplessness, and sadness. Guilty? Not. One. Bit. Logan as promised was supportive throughout the whole process. He didn’t butt in, he allowed her to handle the work of belittling her uncle while he sat there as her shield. Olive was given the satisfaction of seeing Mr Brown Anderson lose control for once. She was honored by the opportunity to
The following day, Logan was standing in the toilet with a blank look on his face as he watched the toilet flush away his sperm.Relief?? Hell Yes!! Logan was more than relieved to finally get rid of this hanging problem. He washed his hands and smiled in satisfaction when it was finally flushed away. He exited the toilet and saw Olive staring at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a black dress that exposed her shoulders and a little of her cleavage. There was a slit at the back that revealed just a fair amount of her legs. The waistband held her waist firmly, accentuating her narrow thin waist and making her broad hips more pronounced. Logan felt like ripping those dresses off as his throat ran dry. His eyes zeroed on her ass that poked out from behind. He couldn't help but whisper in a husky tone. "You look prettier than the last time I saw you, Wifey." He said as he came near and wrapped his hands around her waist, pressing his hard member on her ass.Olive smiled. "The las
Olive sighed deeply as she stared out of the window, she had been in this position for more than three hours. Logan was not yet back from work and his phone was out of coverage. She wondered if he was okay. She tried to reach him again but this time, his phone was switched off. She gazed outside through the living room window to see if he came in on foot in case his car broke down. But there was no sign of him. He wasn't showing up.Another heavy sigh escaped her lips again, her feet growing sour from standing for a long time.Mrs Jenkins came into the room and said softly. "You're still waiting."Olive hummed without tearing her gaze from the window. "Okay then, I'm going to bed. Call me if you need anything. Good night, Olive." She smiled warmly and Olive smiled back at her."Have a good night rest, Mrs Jenkins." After saying that, Olive quickly turned to look out of the window again while Mrs Jenkins went to her room to sleep.Olive waited for a few more minutes and then, she st
Dropping the files on the desk, Scott smiled cheekily. "That's the project." Logan nodded while taking the file from The desk, he went through it and a satisfied look enveloped his face. "Great. Are the men out of the company now??" "Yes, sir. They have also disposed of their fake IDs and other things that could be used to trace them." Scott reported. "Double their pay for them and you will get a raise this month," Logan said before waving Scott off. "Thank you, Boss." Scott grinned before turning around to leave but he paused and spun to face Logan again. "Also, Mr Anderson has been buzzing my phone nonstop." "Let him panic some more until he comes to the Smith's group by himself to relinquish the position of CEO to me," Logan stated coldly. He had also informed Olive of the development and she was glad. She told him to make sure Brown Anderson was the one to surrender the company rights to him. "Noted, Boss." Scott left afterward. It's been a while since Logan last heard f
“You all are a bunch of jokers…” Mr Anderson snarled at the four men in black outfits. His veins were popped on his neck as he stared at the men, his glare almost digging a hole in their chests “Do you, incompetent fools have any idea of the mess your incompetency will cost the Anderson’s group??” He slammed the table and the men flinched a little, their heads down.Maggie and Adeline along with several other shareholders were sitting around the table, whispering as the conversation issued. Panic was written all over their faces. The conference room was filled with tension because of the weight of the problem they just found themselves. Pointing at the four men. “You all will rot in jail. Watch me..”. “Honey…” Maggie called out but Mr Brown Anderson snapped.“Hold it right there, woman.” Gesturing to the policemen standing close to the doorpost, he called out to them. “Take these thieves into your custody until they spill out the truth about where they kept the files!”The men star