Chapter 293

Megan

Getting out of the car, I look up at the tall glass building. Men and women come out of the glass doors continuously. It’s just after 5 pm, which means it’s the busiest time for traffic. The chances of a security guard noticing me are slim. Taking a deep breath, I walk into the building with purpose. Courtney had told me a good technique was to pretend I was on the phone. It would stop people from stopping me or wanting to talk to me as I’d look busy. I take my phone out of my bag and call Courtney. I can’t pretend to be on the phone, knowing my luck, someone will ring me.

“You there?” Courtney asks me as I walk through the large foyer. I make a beeline for the elevators.

“Yeah, I’m about to get in the elevator. What floor do you think he’ll be on?” I ask.

“Probably top, my father’s office in his building is on the top floor and is usually at the back,” Courtney tells me. “Let me have a look because that interview he did with that fan page described his office,” she says. I do my best not to look around. Looking around will cause people to notice me.

The elevator pings, and the silver doors open. Men and women walk out, not glancing at me as I stand waiting for them to pass. Once in the elevator, I press the top floor button and then look at what is on each floor.

“It says here; his office is on the top floor, the offices are open plan with glass walls and doors separating conference rooms and his office. Ooo, swanky, his office is glass but frosts at a button on his desk to give him privacy. Aww, that means his work colleagues won’t be able to see you spank his ass,” she pauses. “What are you going to say to him?”

“I’m not sure. I’m too angry to even think about what I’m going to say. Yasmin kept telling me to stay calm,”

“Yeah, whatever you do, don’t let him see you cry, don’t give him the satisfaction,” Courtney tells me.

“I think he’d feel worse if I cry,”

“The old Logan, maybe, but this Logan he seems so cold-hearted,”

“I think he’s angry with himself,” I say and watch as the light goes up the numbers. “I need to go. I’ll call you when I’m finished,” I say as the elevator doors open.

Courtney was right; it’s all an open plan. It’s very light and modern. White and silver seem to be the theme here. A white desk is in front of the elevator, and I presume someone is supposed to greet people when they enter the floor. I can only guess that they’ve left for the day. Glancing around, some people are still sitting at their desks. I notice Logan in his office. A woman walks in, and then the glass clouds.

Now I’m not talking to Courtney. I can feel my nerves; maybe this was a bad idea. No, there’s no going back now, he started this, and I’m finishing it. He’s done enough damage, and I’m not scared of him. Taking a deep breath, I slowly let it out to calm the knot in my stomach.

“You can do this,” I tell myself and make my way toward Logan’s office. I just need to look like I belong here.

Fueled by my anger, I stride toward his office with purpose. I’m going in there, and I’m going to tell him just what I think of him. I’m going to say to him that if he wants to fight, I will win.

“Err, Miss, you can’t go in there,” a male voice says once I get to Logan’s office door. I frown and look at him. He’s young, probably the same age as me.

“Why not?”

“He’s in an important meeting. Do you have an appointment?” he asks.

“Even better,” I say and open the office door.

“Miss,” he says again as I walk into Logan’s office, and the woman that came in here is sitting across his lap. I know it’s not his fiance because I got to see what she looked like when I googled where his office is. She’s blonde, and the woman straddling him is brunette.

“I’m sorry, sir. She just barged in. I’ll call security,” the young man says and walks off to his desk.

“Some important meeting,” I say, walking in further. Logan looks stunned at the fact I’m here.

“Who is she?” the girl asks. Logan composes himself before she sees the shock on his face.

“Get out,” he tells her. She frowns at him, “I said get out,” he snaps at her. She makes some sort of frustrated groan I would make when I was 15 and storms out of his office.

“What are you doing here, Megan?” he asks as he stands up and straightens his designer suit jacket.

“You are un-fucking-believable,” I snap, and just as I do, his security turns up. David is with them. He stops them from stepping any further and pushes them out of the room. “How dare you call the CPS on me?” I ask.

“You did what?” David asks.

“I texted you yesterday, and you didn’t reply,” I tell Logan.

“You’re not fit enough to bring my daughter up,”

“How the fuck would you know?” I snap. “You’ve not even met her yet. You know nothing about us,”

“I know what I need to know,”

“You know I work at a strip club. Do you really think I’d choose to work there if I had another choice? I have debts to pay, a child to support and tuition fees,” I snap.

“What debts?” he asks.

“It costs to have a baby, Logan, and it costs even more when you and said baby nearly die,”

“Your grandfather would have paid.”

“Yeah, he paid all right, not without a price,” I snap, and I can feel myself becoming upset as he just stares at me with such cold eyes.

“Megan, go back home,” David says as he comes toward me. “You don’t have to explain yourself to him,” he says.

“Yes, she does,” Logan angrily says.

“No, she doesn’t. You’ve gone too far,” David snaps.

“Me? She’s keeping her from me,” Logan accuses

“No, I’m not,” I snap. “I need to tell her about you,”

“She’s four. What do you need to tell her?” he asks.

“You know nothing, for someone with a genius IQ, you’re a real dumb ass,” I say with a roll of my eyes. “This has nothing to do with Ella and everything to do with my job and the fact you saw a guy leave my apartment,”

“It has everything to do with Ella,”

“What did you think was going to happen? That I was going to just sit twiddling my thumbs for five years waiting for you? That I wasn’t going to try and live my life?” I ask him.

“No,” he says, and he’s not very convincing.

“Really? If that’s true, you wouldn’t be acting like this. I can’t do this, Logan. You either want to meet Ella, or you don’t. That is all you’re going to get from me. When you realise that, then come to me,” I state and storm out of his office.