More Than A Favor (Elaine and Logan)

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Despite our boss's elusive nature and rare appearances, it was evident he was well-informed about everything happening within the company.

Logan directed his seething anger toward Alex. "Objected? Do you even know who you're dealing with? Do you know who I am?"

In that moment, Logan exuded the stereotypical arrogance of a powerful businessman. He carried himself like a domineering tycoon, a man who expected the world to bend to his will.noveldrama

Alex, however, remained unfazed. Holding a coffee cup casually, he radiated the calm indifference of someone with years of experience. His faint smile was almost infuriating. "Oh, we know exactly who you are, Mr. Mercer. That's precisely why our boss decided to cancel the collaboration."

His words were sharp, cutting through Logan's ego like a blade.

Logan's face twisted with fury. "Who's your boss? Does he not want to survive in Hilcord anymore?" Alex didn't flinch. "Yup. My boss said that even if it means packing up and leaving Hilcord, he still wouldn't work with you." His tone was calm, but the words were a masterclass in provocation. Logan's anger was palpable. His temples bulged as his veins became visible, and for a moment, I genuinely feared he might lose control and strike Alex.

"Fine!" Logan snarled. "Consider this your warning. Relay this message to your boss-he'll regret it." Alex took another sip of his coffee and replied nonchalantly, "Got it. And my boss asked me to let you know- bring it on."

The sheer cheekiness of Alex's response nearly made me laugh, though I stifled it immediately. Logan's gaze darkened as he turned to me. His expression softened, though his words carried a threatening edge. "Elaine, I know you hate causing trouble for others. If you come with me now, I'll ensure no harm comes to you or this company. But if you don't, don't blame me for what happens next."

This was Logan's last resort-resorting to threats.

Growing up with the Mercers, I had learned to stand my ground. My parents had instilled resilience in me, and if I'd been someone easily intimidated, my relationship with Logan wouldn't have ended up in

this state.

"Logan," I said coolly, "if you're going to stoop to threats, then consider the last shred of our bond gone."

"You don't even want me anymore. What f'ing bond are you talking about?" he hissed.

I didn't want to argue with him in front of everyone, nor did I want to give my coworkers more gossip fodder. Keeping my composure, I said firmly, "You may leave now, Mr. Mercer."

For a moment, Logan raised his hand as though he might actually lash out at me. His fury was written all over his face.

Fortunately, Alex interjected at the right moment. "If you're not seeing your client out, Ms. Hart, please come to my office for a quick chat."

I took the opportunity to leave with Alex, not bothering to look back at the fuming Logan.

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Once we were in Alex's office, I got straight to the point. "Mr. Hall, who exactly is our boss? How did he even know about all this?"

Our boss wasn't just mysterious-he had gone out of his way to defend me by rejecting the deal because of Logan's identity. The whole situation piqued my curiosity.

Alex leaned back in his chair and smirked. "I told him about it. How else would he know? He's not a god."

The casualness of his response annoyed me. Alex was rarely serious, and today was no different. "Then why did he object to the collaboration? Does he know Logan?" I pressed.

Alex began grinding coffee beans, his pale fingers moving gracefully against the dark coffee grinder. The contrast was oddly mesmerizing.

"Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't. Who knows?" Alex replied with a cryptic smile.

I pursed my lips, scanning his office for any clues about the boss, but there were none. Taking a deep breath, I asked again, "When will our boss visit the company?"

"Well, that's hard to say. Maybe at the end of the year? He's not particularly hands-on when it comes to company matters."

His response left me speechless. If the boss was so unconcerned about the company, why was he interfering with my business dealings? With a mocking laugh, I said, "So, our boss is just a figurehead, then?"

Alex chuckled and nodded. "You could say that. But every now and then, he uses his privileges-like today."

"Do you

have any information about him? At the very least, his name?" I asked directly.