Logan hesitated, he thought for some seconds, “Had it all been fake?” He queried himself. “Yes, it is,” he said, his voice low, cold. “It was all an act put up for the public”
“Oh My Fuckin God” Charlotte felt her knees weak, and she slumped on the bed. “What was it you've done that Jonathan caught wind off and that has made you vulnerable to his biddings?”She asked.
Logan stared at Charlotte for a while, then looked away, feeling detached; it was obvious he was not ready to tell her what he'd committed yet.
Charlotte pursed her lips, blowing out air, then continued. “It's ok if you don't want to talk about it yet, but what do you need my help for now?”
“Jonathan and Philip are working hard on kickin’ me out of my company,” he paused, sipped his champagne, then continued. “A company
