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More Than A Favor

Chapter 76
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Chapter 75 I saw the anger flashing in Logan's eyes, followed by his cold, mocking tone “Ma pred potik || wouldn't fire you?” “Then do it!" I challenged, standing my ground Logan's face darkened with fury, but before he could respond, Ashton seches Telke to mow why you wantreplaced, Mr. Mercer." Logan didn't hesitate. "You failed to follow directives and took unauthorised breaks, causing days to the project. That is the reason." "I told you-l already approved it,” 1 interrupted, defending Ashton Logan turned his glare on me. "Do you think your approval exempts him from being held accountable? The tension in the room was palpable. Mr. Gray quickly stepped forward, trying to defuse the situation "Mr. Mercer, it was indeed inappropriate for Mr. Drake to take unauthorized breaks. It won't happen again." "Why not? It's my right to take breaks," Ashton shot back, clearly unwilling to backI supported him. "Even if he doesn't take a break, I need rest too. He still wouldnt be able to work then." Logan's expression darkened even further. His gaze dropped to my hand, which was still holding Ashton's. "Ms. Hart, cwith me. I need to talk to you." His tone was sharp and commanding, as if he were ready to tear into me. But I wasn't afraid. I had plenty to say to him too I let go of Ashton's hand, but before I could step away, Ashton grabbed my hand again. Our eyes met, and I saw the sprotective look he'd givenback in Amaty when Synthia's schcausedto fall. But I didn't need protection now. I withdrew my hand gently and told him, “Mr. Mercer can't hurtAshton hesitated but finally letgo. I followed Logan, who was visibly agitated Victor hurried after us, but Logan snapped at him after a few steps, “This doesn't concern you." Victor froze, castinga cautious glance, and stayed behind. Logan stormed ahead, his pace relentless. Not knowing where he was leading me, I called out, "Mr. Mercer, if you have something to say, you can say it now." He didn't stop, but I did. "Mr. Mercer, say whatever you need to say here. I have work to do, and you're already wasting my time." Logan finally halted. He turned to face me, glaring coldly. As I approached, he grabbed my arm, spunaround, and pinnedagainst the wall. His icy breath fanned my face, and the features I had admired for ten years loomed uncomfortably close. His nose was almost touching mine. “Elaine, you've got snerve trying to threaten me." < Chapter 75 Menu My back throbbed from the impact, but I refused to flinch. This man, impulsive and easily angered, had keptwalking on eggshells for the past decade. But now, his behavior left a bad taste in my mouth. I met his gaze fearlessly. "I simply don't want your impulsiveness to jeopardize the project timeline." Logan didn't respond immediately. He just stared atintently. Finally, he asked, "Are you dating that Drake guy for real?" "No," I answered truthfully. He sneered. "Hah! You're so protective of him, even holding hands. What do you mean, no? Do you think I'm blind?" I almost laughed. "If holding hands means we're dating, then what about kissing?” Logan's eyes widened in shock. “You kissed him? Have you also-" He stopped abruptly, but I knew what he wanted to ask if I'd slept with Ashton. "I'm referring to you and Selene, Logan." I dropped the bomb, revealing what I had overheard. His hand stiffened immediately. "W-What are you talking about?" "I heard it myself at the restaurant yesterday. Is it not true?" | continued calmly. "I didn't expect you to have no shame, Logan. While your good friend was still alive, you were already romantically involved with his wife." Caleb's words from the past replayed in my mind-his insistence that one should never covet a brot her's wife. At the time, I thought he was just agreeing with Logan, but now it seemed he had been hinting at something all along. "It's not what you think," Logan said, shaking his head. His anger shifted into visible distress. I stayed silent. The fact was, they kissed. Did it even matter how or why? "I was drunk then. I-.." he stammered, clearly grasping for excuses.