Who Is Logan Browning Father Novels & Stories

“Is everything okay, Luke? I asked, shivering at what I would hear next. “Unfortunately not”, the voice was full of emotion. Luke was silent on the other end of the line and when he spoke again, his voice was shaky. He cried. “My father is dead, Aurora,” he said, making my legs give out. Someone murdered Gonzalo

He stands there like he owns the place, a cane resting in one hand as his eyes sweep over me from head to toe. Then he shifts his gaze to Ezra and nudges him with his cane, but Ezra doesn’t move. Logan tuts under his breath and finally turns back to me removing his hat slowly, and dramatically, before clearing his throat. “You know… I just got back from burying my father.” He finally speaks, his voice quiet but sharp. “Thanks to you.” I hold his gaze but don’t respond. “You took him from me. Just like you took Ingrid, the person I grew up with.” His expression twists into something unreadable, and I can see the rage barely buried under grief.

By the time Logan sent me the final details, I was already halfway to his office. “Mr Blackwood will meet you tomorrow,” Logan said as I stepped inside. He was sitting behind his desk, file in hand. “Until then, you’ll be briefed on his schedule, his habits, his vulnerabilities. You’ll work directly under his assistant,Aiden Walsh. He’s the one who reached out.” “one will think the father is the one eager to save his son.” Logan’s jaw tightened. “ According to what I heard ,The father doesn’t care if the kid lives or dies he just wants him to get married and give him grand kids. Which by the way is no business of ours.”

Logan said, his voice sounded collected like he was in no form of tension at all "Calab?" Caroline asked inquiring who that was "My son, his over there with my wife Rhea" Logan made it known "Your son? Wow!!!" Caroline exclaimed "I can see you've got kids as well, wasn't i supposed to have one?" Came his question again and their exchange of words continued

I mumbled in the calmest tone that I could muster. And after a while, Bronwen said, his voice bouncing back again. “I saw a little boy that looked exactly like him in the fantasy island,” he dropped the bomb and I went silent immediately before I let out a sarcastic guffaw. “What did you even go there to do?" “Mom is not what I went there to do. The fact remains that I saw someone that looks exactly like him!" He replied sharply and I chuckled. “Does Logan even know he has a son?” I let out another mocking snicker and Bronwen scoffed. “I am damn serious, mom!"

She yelled and I furrowed my brows. “Child?” Dad asked and we both shifted our gaze to Logan who has been silently observing our exchange. “You... He's my son?” Dad asked, shock evident in his expression. So Logan is my half brother? That explains everything, why he had planned to kill me. He wasn't after Mirabella or me, it was all aimed at dad. They wanted to have their revenge on dad for abandoning them. “Son—” “Don't you dare call me that!” Logan snapped. “You are no father of mine.”

Leo murmured. Logan sighed. "I think it's time you know the truth as well" Logan muttered more to himself than to Leo. Leo heard his words anyway. "What truth?" he asked with confusion. "That man who calls himself as our father is not the real Alexander Harris. He is our dad's twin brother, Xander Harris. That night, I saw Xander kidnapping our dad and Ms Laila. I was just a young boy who was excited because I drank beer for the first time. I tried running after that van which was taking our dad away. I memorised its number plate as well. Since that day, I was searching for them. But so far I couldn't find out where they are. Sometimes I fear that he might have killed them. I cannot tell thi

I fixed myself before carrying my son in my arms. "Who's he? Stwangew?" I gulped when my son turned his head towards Logan who's now looking at my son. I noticed how his eyes softened when he saw my Bubba, and I wanted to scoff at that. "Hi, young man..." Logan trailed off softly. His voice was slightly strained, and I think he wasn't really thinking right when he slowly reached for my son's tint but chubby hands. Kierro immediately swatted it away. His electric blue eyes narrowed towards his father who looked pained with what my Bubba did.

"But other than that...not much. He never talks about them. I only know about his brother Levi” Charlotte let out a low whistle. "Wow," she said. "He really kept you in the dark, huh?" "Why?" I asked, my stomach knotting thinking about every worst scenario. "What don't I know?" Charlotte glanced around the noisy cafeteria, as if she was checking to make sure no one was eavesdropping. Then she leaned even closer. "Logan’s dad is Sebastian Carter," she said, voice barely above a whisper. The name meant nothing to me. I must have looked as confused as I felt, because she rolled her eyes dramatically.

Maxine. The father- son relationship between my father and Logan hasn't gone smoothly for a long time. I mean, the two have always had a rocky relationship, but things became worse two years ago. The two have just never gotten along. You think I have an awful relationship with my father, you should see Logan! He rebelled ever since he turned sixteen. He had this sudden career change and saw it was his 'calling' to be a musician instead. And of course that decision worsened his relationship with dad, considering he was the one who was supposed to take over the company.