Chapter 2 - The Darkest Secret Revealed
Logan’s phone chimed on the small bedside table, breaking the heavy silence inside the Manhattan hospital suite.
He picked it up, sliding his thumb across the screen with a low, satisfied hum.
"Rachel just landed at JFK from London," Logan whispered to Ryan, his voice dripping with sinister anticipation.
"The press thinks she's just flying in to attend my wedding as a guest, but the secret ceremony in the Hamptons is already booked."
Ryan let out a long, desperate breath that sounded more like a sigh of utter defeat.
"Logan, you’re playing with fire," Ryan warned, his voice barely above a hush.
"Maya’s family trust is worth fifty million dollars, and her father’s legal team isn't going to just let this go."
Logan let out a sharp, mocking laugh that made my stomach turn into a tight knot of burning fury.
"Maya’s father died three years ago, Ryan," Logan said with chilling confidence.
"She trusted me with her full power of attorney last month when she signed those prenuptial agreement drafts."
"She thinks I'm managing her estate, but I transferred her entire inheritance into Rachel’s shell company in the Cayman Islands yesterday morning."
My chest collapsed inward as if a heavy weight had dropped onto my ribs.
It wasn't just my face he had destroyed; he had systematically stolen my entire life, my dead father's legacy, and my future.
The attack wasn't a desperate act of passion or panic; it was a cold, calculated hit designed to paralyze me while he emptied my accounts.
"If she dies in this bed, the money is legally mine as her named primary beneficiary," Logan added softly.
"And if she lives, she’ll be too broken and traumatized to ever read a bank statement again."
I kept my breathing strictly measured, pretending to be trapped in a deep, medically induced coma.
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Inside my head, the innocent, trusting woman who had loved Logan Vance for five years died right then and there.
In her place stood a woman who would burn his golden world to ashes.
