Victoria sat in the passenger seat, her eyes blank as she stared at the ever-changing streets outside the window. Noah's voice was faintly heard from the steering wheel, trying to get her to talk, but she only responded with a short murmur.Her mind was still full, circling around the conversation she had just had with Grace.Suddenly, his cell phone rang. Logan's name appeared on the screen.He took a deep breath before finally picking it up.“Woman, what took you so long?” Logan's voice sounded sharp, but there was something behind the tone—a concern he couldn't hide. “What did she tell you?”Victoria bit her lip, trying to calm herself before answering, “She's just making sure everything is going according to plan.”“Don't mess with me, Victoria. You know I can feel when something's wrong.”Victoria's gaze remained straight ahead, even though her chest felt increasingly tight.“Logan, I've made sure everything is safe. Grace just wants to make sure I do my job the way she asked.”T
That night, Victoria's body felt weaker and weaker. Her gaze occasionally glowed, and every step she took felt so heavy, as if all her energy had been drained. In the room, Ella looked at her with an expression of worry that was difficult to hide.“Mrs. Victoria, are you okay?” she asked, her tone soft but attentive.Victoria shook her head slowly, forcing a slight smile. “I'm just a little tired, Ella. Maybe I just need a little rest.”However, Ella's gaze remained sharp, full of doubt. “But you look very pale,” she said, her voice containing an anxious tone.“It's okay,” Victoria said, trying to reassure her. “Can you keep Abigail company tonight? I don't want her to be alone.”Ella looked at her doubtfully before finally nodding. “Of course, ma'am. But you should get a good rest. Should I call a doctor?”Victoria raised a weak hand, stopping her. “No need. I jus
In the kitchen, Victoria was cutting bread with regular movements. The scent of butter melting on a frying pan filled the room, giving it its own warmth. However, the silence of that morning was soon disturbed by the sound of a chair wheel sliding closer.Without turning around, she already knew who was coming.“You should have stayed in your room,” she said flatly, still focused on her work.Logan stopped beside her, leaning his arm on the edge of the kitchen table. “I'm bored,” he replied casually. “Besides, I want to see how you make breakfast for me.”Victoria sighed softly. She had no intention of arguing, so she chose to remain silent.Logan shifted his position a little closer. “What did you make?” he asked, his tone full of curiosity.“Toast and eggs,” Victoria replied briefly.“No coffee?” he teased, his tone light.Victoria glanced at him, then sh
The trip to the hospital went smoothly. Noah drove calmly, while Chelsea sat in the back seat with him. They had a light conversation to distract her from her worries.As soon as they arrived at the hospital, Victoria went straight to Abigail's ward. However, in the hallway leading to the room, she found James standing there, smiling at her.“Victoria,” he said, his voice sounding friendly. ‘Can I talk to you for a minute?”Victoria looked at him doubtfully. ’I'm in a hurry, James. What's going on?”James approached, a little too close for her comfort. ”Just a minute. I want to show you something.”Victoria sighed, knowing she wouldn't be able to avoid it. “All right. But make it quick.”She followed him to a small café near the hospital. Victoria felt something was wrong with the situation.“Have a seat,” James said as he pulled out a chair for her.Victoria sat down, trying to keep as much distance from him as possible. “What do you want to talk about?”James stared at her intensely
Abigail finally fell asleep after asking for quite a while about what happened today. Her questions, although simple, made Victoria increasingly aware of how fragile their world is today.“Why do we have to go to Aunt Grace's house, Mommy?” ‘Why are there weird people there?’ ”Why doesn't Aunt Grace like Uncle Logan?”Victoria answered as best she could, slipping in reasonable reasons without making Abigail too worried. But deep down, she knew Abigail was not completely satisfied with her answer.After making sure her daughter was really asleep, Victoria stepped out of the room. The fatigue of the day enveloped her body. She paused in the kitchen, took a cup and brewed her favorite lemon tea. Its soothing scent made her feel a little lighter.She decided to go to the back garden, a place she rarely used. The cool night air might help her unburden her mind.However, when she opened the door to the garden, she saw the silhouette of someone sitting on a long wooden bench. Her heart was p
The days passed without any major surprises. Their routine felt like a neatly engraved pattern. Each morning began with breakfast with Logan, which, despite often being colored by small debates, still felt familiar. After that, Victoria continued with special therapy designed to help her recover.Logan's progress has been remarkable. Now, he is able to stand for longer periods of time and has even started to walk with the help of a cane. Although his steps are still unsteady, the spirit radiating from his eyes makes all the hard work feel worth it.“You know, Victoria,” he said one day, looking at her from where he was standing, ”I'm starting to feel like myself again. It feels like I have control over my life.”Victoria smiled, trying to hide the emotions that began to well up in her eyes. “That's because you never gave up, Logan. It's all thanks to your efforts.”She chuckled, her voice deep and full of warmth. ”And thanks to you too. If it weren't for you, I might have given up a l
That night, after making sure Abigail was fast asleep, Victoria walked steadily down the hallway of the house. There were too many questions in her head, and she needed answers. Right now.She knew there was only one person who could answer them.Ben.The man was not hard to find. As she expected, he was sitting in his study, surrounded by piles of documents and computer screens displaying important data. His expression remained calm and focused, but Victoria knew Ben was always ready for serious discussion whenever necessary.She knocked on the door lightly. “Ben, can I bother you for a moment?”Ben looked up from his work, smiled slightly before nodding. “Of course, ma'am. How can I help?”Victoria went inside, closing the door behind her to make sure no one heard. She immediately sat in the chair across from the man's desk.Without further ado, she looked at Ben seriously. ”I want to know about Yohana Heiss.”For a moment, there was a flash of surprise in Ben's eyes. He did not ans
That morning, the aroma of toast and coffee filled the dining room. Victoria had just finished arranging the last plate on the table when a small step was heard approaching.“Mommy, I'm hungry!”Abigail appeared with a bright smile, immediately climbing onto her favorite chair.Victoria chuckled, rubbing her daughter's soft hair. “Just a moment, dear. Breakfast is ready.”The little girl nodded, but her brow furrowed when she saw the chair at the end of the table still empty. “Where is Uncle Logan? Why isn't he out yet?”Victoria was wondering the same thing. Usually, Logan would have been here before they finished preparing. Her eyes glanced at the dining room door.“Ella,” she called softly to the butler standing by the door.“Yes, ma'am?”“Could you look in Mr. Logan's room? He hasn't come out yet.”But before Ella had time to move, the sound of Logan's chair wheels was heard from the hallway.Victoria turned and saw him appear with Ben. But this time, something was different.Loga
The man's gaze was sharp, as if he could see into his mind. “Don't let him bother you. I've taken steps to make sure he can't do anything.”Victoria nodded slowly, although her heart was still filled with an inexplicable anxiety.To take her mind off things, Victoria spent time with Abigail in the playroom. The little girl sat on the floor, busy coloring with a concentrated face.“Mommy, who was that angry person outside?” Abigail suddenly asked without taking her eyes off the picture she was coloring.Victoria was silent for a moment. Then, with a calm smile, she said, ”Just a rude guest, dear. Nothing to worry about.”Abigail nodded, but the look in her eyes showed a little anxiety. “I don't like people who are angry. They're scary.”Victoria rubbed her head gently. ‘Mama doesn't like them either. But don't worry, Uncle Logan and Mama will always protect you.”The little girl finally smiled, before handing over the picture she had just finished. ’It's for Mama.”Victoria stared at t
That morning, Victoria woke up feeling a sense of relief that she rarely felt. The anxiety that had been haunting her mind was slowly fading away. Logan was starting to show signs of returning to his old self—not just a wounded and angry man, but someone trying to find his way back.Sunlight filtered through the bedroom curtains, casting a golden hue into the room. Warm. Bringing hope.In the kitchen, Victoria began preparing breakfast. Every movement felt like a ritual, giving her time to reflect on the days they had spent together. Cheese omelet for Abigail, fluffy pancakes for Logan, and warm lemon tea for herself. Her hope was simple—this morning would be a better start for everyone in this house.“Uncle Logan is up, Mom?”Abigail's cheerful voice broke her reverie. The little girl stood by the table with shining eyes, full of enthusiasm as usual.“Not yet, dear,” Victoria replied, stirring the pancake batter. ‘But he will be out soon. This morning, we have breakfast together.”Ab
Abigail ran up to him, her big smile making her tiny face even brighter.Logan crouched slowly, trying not to put too much weight on his legs. He opened his arms, welcoming the little girl into his arms.“How was your day, Abby?“ he asked, rubbing her silky hair.“Today was fun!” Abigail exclaimed enthusiastically. “I learned a lot from Miss Hana, and... I was waiting for you to come home!”Logan's smile grew wider. This child always knew how to make him feel appreciated. “You're a smart girl,” he praised, pinching her cheek gently.From the kitchen, Victoria appeared. Her smile was as friendly as ever, but Logan could see something different in her eyes—something warmer.“Welcome back, Mr. Logan. How was your trip?” she asked politely.Logan raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. “Is that a new way of welcoming a husband?” he teased in a light tone, even though he knew the woman would maintain formality.Victoria chuckled, her expression softening slightly. “I have prepared a special
The car drove at a steady speed, cutting through the city streets which were starting to empty. The street lights glowed behind the window glass, creating a faint reflection in Logan's eyes as he stared into space.His mind was not completely at ease. The victory in the meeting room earlier had been a big step, but he knew the fight was not over. Grace and James were not the type to give up easily. They might have been cornered, but like wounded snakes, they could have attacked in a more cunning way.Logan sighed softly, then reached for his cellphone. His fingers moved quickly looking for a name on the contact list—Victoria.For a moment he hesitated, but finally pressed the call button.The dial tone sounded several times before a soft but alert voice greeted him. “Mr. Logan? What's up?”Logan leaned back, trying to sound casual even though deep down he just wanted to make sure the woman was okay. ‘What are you doing right now?’ he asked bluntly.“I just put Abby to bed,” Victoria r
Logan's steps into the large meeting room brought an almost suffocating silence. The board members sitting at the long table looked surprised, some whispering to each other, trying to digest the presence of a man who should never have returned.At the end of the room, sitting haughtily in the main chair, Grace stared at him with an expression that was difficult to interpret—surprised, angry, or afraid? However, in a matter of seconds, her surprise was replaced by the fake smile she used to cover her lies.“Logan,” she said in a gentle tone, like a hostess welcoming back a long-lost guest. ‘I didn't expect you to come.”Logan stared at her sharply, the thin curl on his lips resembling a sneer rather than a smile. ’You didn't expect it, Grace? Or did you just hope I wouldn't come back?”Several people in the room coughed quietly, clearly uncomfortable with the tension that suddenly filled the air.“Logan,” James tried to take over the atmosphere. ”We just want to make sure the company i
The car Logan was riding in drove smoothly on the highway, cutting through the hustle and bustle of the city that was starting to get busy with morning activities. From the back seat, his gaze was gazing out the window, staring at the tall buildings that seemed to challenge the sky. However, his thoughts drifted to another place—a past that had been a nightmare, and a present that gave him a glimmer of hope.It never crossed his mind that this day would come. The day he returned to the office. Back to a place that once felt like a second home, before everything turned into a battlefield under Grace's grip.From the front seat, Ben broke the silence. “All the documents are ready, sir. I made sure there were no loopholes they could exploit.”Logan nodded quietly, trying to calm the anxiety that was beginning to creep into his mind. “Good. Make sure we keep monitoring the situation from a safe distance. I don't want to make any rash moves.”Ben glanced over, his eyes full of confidence.
That morning, the aroma of toast and coffee filled the dining room. Victoria had just finished arranging the last plate on the table when a small step was heard approaching.“Mommy, I'm hungry!”Abigail appeared with a bright smile, immediately climbing onto her favorite chair.Victoria chuckled, rubbing her daughter's soft hair. “Just a moment, dear. Breakfast is ready.”The little girl nodded, but her brow furrowed when she saw the chair at the end of the table still empty. “Where is Uncle Logan? Why isn't he out yet?”Victoria was wondering the same thing. Usually, Logan would have been here before they finished preparing. Her eyes glanced at the dining room door.“Ella,” she called softly to the butler standing by the door.“Yes, ma'am?”“Could you look in Mr. Logan's room? He hasn't come out yet.”But before Ella had time to move, the sound of Logan's chair wheels was heard from the hallway.Victoria turned and saw him appear with Ben. But this time, something was different.Loga
That night, after making sure Abigail was fast asleep, Victoria walked steadily down the hallway of the house. There were too many questions in her head, and she needed answers. Right now.She knew there was only one person who could answer them.Ben.The man was not hard to find. As she expected, he was sitting in his study, surrounded by piles of documents and computer screens displaying important data. His expression remained calm and focused, but Victoria knew Ben was always ready for serious discussion whenever necessary.She knocked on the door lightly. “Ben, can I bother you for a moment?”Ben looked up from his work, smiled slightly before nodding. “Of course, ma'am. How can I help?”Victoria went inside, closing the door behind her to make sure no one heard. She immediately sat in the chair across from the man's desk.Without further ado, she looked at Ben seriously. ”I want to know about Yohana Heiss.”For a moment, there was a flash of surprise in Ben's eyes. He did not ans
The days passed without any major surprises. Their routine felt like a neatly engraved pattern. Each morning began with breakfast with Logan, which, despite often being colored by small debates, still felt familiar. After that, Victoria continued with special therapy designed to help her recover.Logan's progress has been remarkable. Now, he is able to stand for longer periods of time and has even started to walk with the help of a cane. Although his steps are still unsteady, the spirit radiating from his eyes makes all the hard work feel worth it.“You know, Victoria,” he said one day, looking at her from where he was standing, ”I'm starting to feel like myself again. It feels like I have control over my life.”Victoria smiled, trying to hide the emotions that began to well up in her eyes. “That's because you never gave up, Logan. It's all thanks to your efforts.”She chuckled, her voice deep and full of warmth. ”And thanks to you too. If it weren't for you, I might have given up a l