"Babe..." Logan smiled at her as he stood in between London and Olive, blocking London's vision.Olive creased her brows at his sudden appearance and mostly especially how he just came to cut into her conversation with London."Are you back now?" She questioned and instead of answering, he wrapped his arms around her waist, making London quickly butt in."I'll be expecting you by Wednesday, sister-in-law" he grinned at her before he dashed off, leaving the couples alone.Logan let go of her as he inquired "What's happening on Friday?" He took a step away from her while tucking his hands into his pockets with a nonchalant face.Olive folded her arms around her waist, she looked around before bringing her eyes to look at him. She firstly scoffed in a low tone, with a forced smile,she whispered to him "And since when do you start meddling in my affairs? I do not appreciate that"Logan glared at her as he said between gritted teeth "That's my brother!"A snarl surfaced on Olive's face but
After Olive left, Logan took his phone and sent Revenna a text. Logan—{Hey Babe. I'm sorry but I won't be able to come over tonight as I promised. Something happened}Just as his text was sent, his phone started to vibrate. He sighed when he saw that Ravenna was the caller. He didn't need to be told that she had seen the text but wanted to cry over it again.He really couldn't pick up the call because he was at his parent's house and the doors are not soundproofed like his. He declined the call but she was persistent as she kept calling. He almost wanted to switch off the phone.The third call came in and he was about to answer the phone call in annoyance when the bathroom door clicked open. The sound was a bit creaky and it made him look up from his phone.Olive just came out of the bathroom. His eyes scanned her face, it seemed she had washed her face but her face were swollen...especially her eyes.He dropped the phone on the bed and it made a ding sound, indicating an incoming t
When Olive woke up the next morning, she woke up to an empty bed with just herself.Logan was gone. She stretched out her arms but her nose was clogged. Probably due to snot. She gazed around the room before a sigh escaped her lips. The early morning sun brightened up the room,giving it a warm feeling.Olive grumbled while getting off the bed, her hair was all messy and her face was covered in drool and dried tears. When she came face to face with the mirror in Logan’s bathroom, she almost screamed out her lungs. She was looking like a mad woman with that disheveled hair and stained face.She drooled the previous night and it was just so clear on her face. Without wasting time, she turned on the water faucet. She placed her hand under to fetch some water and she quickly washed her face clean. She sighed again as she stared at herself in the mirror.Olive looked like shit. She didn’t realize when she fell asleep last night and it seems she had a great sleep due to how relieved she wa
Olive was like an angry bird all through the day. She was pissed as she got dressed and bid his family Goodbye. She kept pouting while he drove the car back to their house.Logan didn't say a word to her and just left her to herself because he was equally annoyed that she was openly flirting with London.Olive pressed her body to the door while looking out of the window, her arms were crossed around her chest.The silence in the car lingered for a while before Olive said with a thick angry voice "Drop me off at the station there. I need to head somewhere!" He removed his attention from the road to look at her, he didn't ask her where she was going, it wasn't his business anyway.Nobody said a word after that, Logan continued driving and soon, he parked his car a little distance from where the bus station was. Olive hurriedly tried to open the door but he quickly held her arm, making her snap her head towards his direction with a glaring look."Come home early though, I don't care whe
Logan grunted as his call was directed to a voicemail for the sixth time. He has been trying to get a hold of Olive for the past few minutes but his call was directed to voicemail. He had told her to return early and now, it was almost 8 Pm, he thought she’d come back by 6 pm so he decided to do things slowly while waiting for her.7 pm successfully rolled by and he had taken his shower, starting to dress up but she was not yet back from wherever she went to.She didn’t even say where she was going to, not like he wanted to know but he just wanted her to come back home already.‘Is she okay?’ That thought came to his head, remembering how solemn she looked before they parted ways earlier. And then, images of how her face looked swollen the previous night. He then remembered that his informant told him about the Anderson family’s involvement in Olive’s Mother's treatment.“She probably went to the hospital to visit her mother” he whispered to himself. Thinking that was why she had sa
A big smile flashed on Ravenna's face when she saw Logan. The clicking of her heels on the cemented floor made a dull echo as she walked towards them with a broad smile on her face."Hey, Babe" She grinned widely at him before tucking his sleeve.Logan sighed before glaring at Scott. He turned to look at her with a forced smile "Hey, Love. Come with me" Ravenna giggled as she followed Logan out of the place. They moved towards the dark corner of the house, leaving Scott alone.Scott sighed before matching towards the living room where the party was hosted.Logan took Ravenna to the back entrance but not into the VIP room Scott had told him about earlier. Logan turned towards various corners in the lobby, grateful that Scott didn't allow anyone into this side of the house. He guided her into Scott's guest room.Ravenna had a smirk on her face as she entered the room before Logan. He shut the door after them.Once in the confines of the room, away from the loud music and deafening cha
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
Speechless??Olive was utterly speechless as she stared at the people in front of her. The other man who claimed to be her father. Her father!!! The anonymous person in her life, the man she had always wanted to meet, to know. He was the one sitting in front of her at the moment. Tears filled Olive's eyes as she locked gazes with Adam Taylor who was feeling all emotional. She couldn't describe what she felt at that point. Her first encounter with her father was him saving her from death's grip. He saved her from whoever was after her that day. Was he really a good man?? Why did her mother leave him?? Why did she run away from him?? Why hadn't she stayed??Olive's eyes moved from the older man to the three guys behind the old man. The three triplets turned out to be her step-brothers. They introduced themselves as Damien, Derek, and Dain. Olive's head felt swampy all of a sudden. The information was just too much to digest. Since the beginning, a series of incident has been happe
Logan had a clouded face on as he stood behind the officers who were running some investigations. A few CCTV cameras that were planted on the roads were taken from the streets for a thorough check. Logan was behind them, his hand was on his jaw as he watched with narrowed eyes. Scott was just behind him, a few feet away. Logan moved from behind one officer to another at a calm and slow pace. But within him, he was furious. It's been three days and yet nothing seems to be coming forth. Olive was still not found. He turned to look at Scott and whispered to him. "Have you arranged the men??" Scott fearfully nodded, his throat popping up and down in panic. "Do you really want to do that to your father??"Logan glared at Scott. "He's not going to die. He's just going to tell me where my wife is! If he doesn't know, he will get it from me." He turned his back to Scott after that speech."Mr Smith, we just got a lead.." the chief who was also inspecting the work quickly beckoned to Loga
Beep! Beep! Beep!The beeping sounds from the heart monitor filled the silent hospital ward. The room was painted in white colored paints. A closed window with light curtains, and a vase stood proudly on the window panel. On the bed, was Olive. Sleeping soundly with an airbag attached to her nostrils to aid her breathing. Her forehead was bandaged and wrapped with a white gauze. She was made to wear the blue hospital dress. Her hair scattered all over the bed, and her eyes were closed as she slept. Around the bed were four men, an older man who sat on the stool closest to her, and three other young men who were standing. The silence was strong as they all stared at Olive, unblinkingly. Worry hitched on their faces as they watched over the lady who had been unconscious for 24 hours with no sign of waking up. The older man named Adam Taylor turned his head to look at his sons, his triplet sons, he said to them. "Has anybody gotten information about her husband?" One of the triple
Ring! Ring! Ring!!Logan paced around in the living room as he dialed Olive’s contact info nonstop but she wasn’t answering. Lilian who was rocking the crying baby was also worried. “I’m sorry, I could have called you earlier when she wanted to leave.” Logan shook his head. “She said she wanted to go pick up something. You had no idea she would stay out late like this.” It was already evening and Olive was nowhere to be found.“I’ll call her bodyguard.” He also dialed the black man’s number but his phone was out of coverage. “What the hell is going on??” That unsettling feeling formed in his chest. “Remind me again, When did she leave home??” Logan turned to face the worried Lilian and Mrs Jenkins. “Noon.” Mrs Jenkins replied before carrying Iris from Lilian. Iris has been crying for a while now with no hope of stopping anytime soon. They sang for her,rocked her, gave her tons of toys, and made hilarious faces for her but she wouldn’t stop crying. “I don’t like this,” Logan mutte
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