Milo said, ‘Name it.’‘I want you to put in a good word for me with your mom,’ Vince said.‘What kind of good word?’ Milo tilted his head.‘Um…’ Vince scratched his head. ‘Just tell her that you like spending time with me.’Milo considered this. ‘Okay. I do like spending time with you.’‘Especially if I teach you how to hack into Logan’s website.’‘That’s right.’***Alessia took a long, hot bath, but it didn’t help her relax as she’d hoped.She sat cross-legged on the bed and stared at her phone.Then she made a call.‘Hello.’‘Heath, it’s Alessia. There’s something I’d like to ask you.’‘Sure. What is it?’‘It’s about Arlie.’‘How did you—? Logan told you?’Alessia didn’t answer the question. ‘He’s Logan’s son, isn’t he?’‘Well, since you already know about him…Yes, but he’s not Logan’s biological child.’Alessia gripped her phone. ‘What do you mean?’‘About five years ago, I rescued Arlie and a bunch of other babies and young kids from a human trafficking ring. Most of the kids wen
Logan asked, ‘Kid, what’s your name?’‘Milo.’‘Milo?’ Logan mentally searched for the name. ‘Arlie’s classmate?’‘Yes.’Logan was struck by a sudden realisation. ‘Alessia’s son?’Milo nodded.Logan stared at the boy in disbelief.This was Alessia’s son?Why did he look so much like Logan himself?Milo declared, ‘I’m the one who messed up your company’s website and sent those emails.’Logan, his mind pulled back to the present, gritted his teeth. ‘Kid, you’ve got nerve.’‘I’ll take that as a compliment.’‘Did Alessia put you up to this?’Milo wrinkled up his nose. ‘Do you always make accusations without evidence?’Logan took a deep breath. ‘Kid, tell me, who’s your father?’‘An arrogant, selfish jerk.’Logan stared at him.‘A supposed billionaire who doesn’t have enough money to hire a better IT guy,’ Milo continued.‘You are talking about me.’Milo spread out both hands. ‘Isn’t that obvious? You are not only arrogant, you are also slow.’Logan’s mind reeled as he processed the revelat
‘Alessia—’ Logan began.She raised a hand to stop him. ‘Don’t talk. Just…I need a minute to think.’Logan waited patiently.A long while later, she looked up. ‘Okay. Yes, it’s true. Milo’s your son. Now that you know, tell me, what are you going to do?’‘Be a father to him, of course.’Alessia nodded.‘I’ve asked Terence to look into properties near his school. Arlie knows about Milo as well. We are going to need a big house if the four of us are going to—’‘Wait, stop. What do you mean—the four of us?’‘You, me, Milo and Arlie. We are going to be living together as a family.‘Absolutely not!’ Alessia said vehemently. ‘You and I are not living together.’Logan sighed. ‘Alessia, I understand I’ve messed things up, but I want to make it right. I want us to be a family.’‘Look, I don’t want Milo to miss out on having a relationship with you. He deserves to know his father, and I won’t stand in the way of that.’Logan’s eyes lit up with hope.‘But you and I, we are not getting back togeth
Milo eyed the dishes with a hint of scepticism, his expression turning into a subtle pout. ‘What’s this green stuff, Mom? And why is there fish that looks like it’s wearing a fancy coat?’Alessia chuckled at Milo’s candid observations. ‘That, sweetheart, is a kale salad, and the “fish with a fancy coat” is lobster. It’s a delicacy.’Milo wrinkled his nose. ‘Well, I don’t like it. Where’s the pizza or burgers?’Logan, determined to win Milo over, leaned in with a smile. ‘Come on, champ, give it a try. You might discover a new favourite.’Milo eyed the lobster suspiciously, but he reluctantly took a small bite.After chewing for a moment, he made a face that clearly communicated his distaste. ‘Ugh, it’s too fancy. I’d rather have a hotdog.’Alessia couldn’t help but laugh, exchanging amused glances with Logan. ‘Alright, we can order some hotdogs for you next time. But let’s not waste these dishes.’‘Okay.’Logan, eager to connect with Milo, tried to strike up a conversation. ‘So, Milo,
Logan and Alessia were greeted by a friendly receptionist who, after speaking with Logan, directed them to Dr Elaine Johnson’s office.The sign on the door proudly declared her as the head of internal medicine.Dr Johnson, a woman in her fifties, welcomed them with a warm smile. ‘Logan, it’s been a while. How have you been?’Logan grinned. ‘Busy as always, Elaine. This is Alessia, by the way.’Dr Johnson’s eyes twinkled as she extended her hand. ‘Nice to meet you, Alessia. I’m Elaine Johnson. Logan and I are old friends.’‘Nice to meet you.’ Alessia shook her hand, feeling a sense of ease from the doctor’s friendly demeanour.Logan said, ‘Elaine, I brought Alessia here because she hasn’t been feeling well. Mind giving her a check-up?’Elaine, teasingly, looked at Alessia and remarked, ‘Well, Logan, bringing a lovely woman to the doctor. I’m impressed. Let’s see what’s going on.’She turned to Alessia. ‘You’re quite a beauty, dear.’Logan, quick on the draw, declared, ‘She’s my girlfri
Logan stood up. ‘It’s good seeing you again, Elaine. Please say hello to Naomi for me.’‘I will.’The moment the door closed behind Logan, his face changed.Gone was the polite smile.His brows were knitted tightly together, his lips pressed into a thin line.He found Alessia outside the pharmacy on the first floor. ‘Done?’‘Yes. Let’s go.’ Alessia noticed his grim expression. ‘What’s wrong?’Logan didn’t seem to have heard her.He took hold of her wrist and dragged her towards the front door.‘Logan.’ Alessia struggled to keep pace with him. ‘What’s going on?’He said nothing.‘You are hurting me!’ Alessia protested, panting.Logan was walking too fast.She hissed in pain and almost doubled over as another wave of stomach cramps hit.Logan finally stopped.He snapped back to the present and noticed the sweat on Alessia’s forehead. ‘I’m sorry. I was…distracted.’He bent his knees and lifted her into his arms.‘I can walk by myself,’ Alessia said through gritted teeth.Logan turned a d
Alessia paused. ‘Where is this coming from?’‘Just answer the question, please.’ Logan stared at her intently.Alessia gave it some thought. ‘I used to think you are a jerk.’‘And now?’‘You still are.’ She smiled. ‘But after seeing the way you took care of that lady back at the hospital, I’m ready to revise my opinion. You might have some redeeming qualities, after all.’Logan breathed out. ‘What if one day, you find out that I lied to you?’‘Well, did you lie?’‘It’s a hypothetical question.’Alessia took a closer look at him. ‘What’s wrong with you? What’s with all the questions today?’‘Just answer me, please. It’s important.’‘Fine.’ Alessia thought about her own lies regarding Milo.She sighed. ‘I guess sometimes lying is inevitable. I would be okay with it, but only if it’s for a good reason.’‘What would be a good reason to you?’‘I don’t know. Maybe to protect someone? Sometimes the truth hurts.’Logan felt the weight in his heart starting to lift.He was about to say somethi
‘Aunt Naomi, how are you feeling?’ Heath stepped forward.‘I’m fine. It’s good to see you again.’When Elaine told Naomi that Ralph was out of surgery, she cried.‘Don’t worry, Naomi, I’m sure Ralph will be fine.’ Logan offered to go down and check on him.Since he wasn’t allowed inside the ICU, he sought out the surgeon.‘Mr Wilde, Mr Barrett’s condition is not looking too good. He didn’t respond well after the surgery. Frankly, of all the renal denervation procedures I’ve done, he’s the first patient who didn’t wake up soon after the surgery.’‘Have you figured out the cause?’‘I’ve ruled out all physiological reasons, which means it must be neurological. To put it bluntly, he doesn’t want to wake up. And I guess I can understand why.’The surgeon was well aware of the Barretts’ family tragedy.‘Is there anything I can do?’ Logan asked, frowning.He couldn’t go back to Naomi with the news that Ralph might never wake up.‘Well, I guess we can learn from the treatment of coma patients