#Chapter 175: Last Words

Logan As I stood in front of Harry’s mansion, I couldn’t shake the unease that had been gnawing at me ever since I received that court order. Accused of arson? It didn’t make any sense. However, despite my hatred for my brother, he also knew the businessman who had suddenly accused me. If anyone had answers, it would be him. I was sure of it; coaxing those answers out of him, though, was a different story. With a deep breath, I walked up the sprawling steps to the mansion and rang the doorbell. I waited for a few minutes, wondering if anyone was even home, before the enormous oak door opened. Marina stood in front of me, wearing a sheer nightgown and robe with feather trim. She was nude underneath. I quickly looked away, averting my gaze. “Ah, Logan,” she said, her voice dripping with faux sweetness.To what do I owe the pleasure?” I nodded, feeling a bit uncomfortable. “Is Harry around?” Marina’s lips curved into a sly grin. “Oh, Harry is out on business, but you’r