Chapter 601

Madison set out on the treacherous plan, her future uncertain. Each step could be her last, yet she bravely bore the burden alone. As someone closely tied to this incident, I was consumed by dread, but she pressed on without fear. An ache settled in my chest as I silently hoped for her safe return. As the days dragged on, my unease deepened. Why hadn't Madison reached out? Had something gone wrong along the way? I was a bundle of nerves when an unexpected visitor appeared at my doorstep. "It's been a while, Ms. Wiley," said a guy. He was clad in black, his eyes hidden behind sunglasses, and he studied me with an intensity that spoke volumes of his ill intentions. This was Logan Gibson—Caleb's trusted companion and a name whispered in awe as the gambling legend. They said he was an expert in everything from ancient lore to modern strategy, with an uncanny ability to read minds. No trick could escape his sharp perception. Logan could easily pass for a gentleman with his handsome,