Chapter 67 Persistence

• He was standing at the door, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers. His tall, slender frame was complemented by sharp, cold features and clean, distinct facial lines. His thin lips were pressed into a tight line.
• In his hand, he casually held a small black plastic bag, and as to what was inside, its contents were a mystery.
• Logan's gaze was intense, his dark eyes seeming to hide sparks ready to ignite at any moment. Madeline felt the heat of his stare and quickly averted her eyes, her heart racing.