Chapter21 " Good ! Good hit ! " Mr. Warren actually clapped his hands , grinning . " Mr. Fairchild , I heard you roughed up our superstar before . Compared to that , a few slaps from her are nothing ! " Logan bowed his head . " Yes , yes ... it was my fault . I wronged Sloane . Please , forgive me . " Forgive you ? " Warren sneered . " Sure , jump off the roof , and maybe I'll forgive you . " Sloane had thrown herself off a building for him once ; now she wanted Logan to taste the same terror . " Sloane ... " " Shut up ! I told you , don't you dare call me that ! " Another slap cracked across his cheek . She snatched a bottle off the table and shoved it against his lips . " You want a deal ? Then drink ! " She poured until the liquor spilled down his throat . Logan didn't fight it , he swallowed every burning gulp . When he'd nearly finished , Sloane shoved him hard . He staggered , collapsed to the floor . She kicked him viciously , heel digging into his ribs . " Are you satisfied now , Sloane ? Can we talk about the contract ? " Even half - conscious , Logan clung to his purpose for coming . Sloane drew in a deep breath . The rage inside her had eased a little , but not enough . Just as Warren began to intercede for him , Logan suddenly muttered , slurred and plaintive , " Serena ... I miss you . Please , come for me . " " Logan ! " At the sound of that name , fire exploded in Sloane's chest . Fury ripped through her . She grabbed a beer bottle from the table and smashed it against his head . " Keep dreaming ! Even if you jump tonight , I'll never let Warren work with you . Give it up ! Just watch your precious company fall to pieces ! " With that , she stormed out , entourage trailing behind . The glass had split skin open . Blood trickled down Logan's forehead . He touched it with trembling fingers , then murmured softly , " Serena ... I'm bleeding , Where are you ? Bring me the first aid kit . " Outside , his assistant had been waiting anxiously . The moment Sloane left , he rushed in . " Mr. Fairchild , God , what happened to you ? " Ethan nearly froze at the sight of his boss slumped in blood and drink . " Where's Serena ? " Logan grabbed his sleeve , sobbing like a lost child . " Get her here . I want to see her . Call her to come get me . She always picked me up when I was drunk , always . " " Sir , please , pull yourself together . Mrs. Fairchild isn't in Riverton . She's at Seabrook Isles . " " I don't care . I want her . Tell her to come . She has to take me home ! " Logan's voice broke as he raged and pleaded , slipping into a drunken tantrum . The longing tore him apart . Why had he chosen Sloane again and again , only to wound the woman who had loved him most ? He wanted Serena back . He'd give up everything for her . sir , you're still bleeding . Let me get you to Harborview General to stitch you up , then I'll call her , alright ? " Ethan tried to reason Bently . " You're lying ! Serena won't come . She hates me , she's furious . She'll never forgive me . " Logan's voice cracked . " If she doesn't come , I'm not leaving ! " Ethan had no choice . Hands shaking , he pulled out his phone and dialed Serena's number . He was grateful that when Logan had texted her before , he'd also saved her contact . By then , Serena had just disembarked at Harbor Key . Staff carried her luggage into her suite . After a day of travel , she was exhausted . Her phone buzzed . An unfamiliar number . Her gut clenched , it had to be Logan again . He haunted her like a ghost , and her patience was gone . " Logan , I've told you over and over , stop harassing me ! Do you know how disgusting you're being ? " she snapped as soon as she picked up . A nervous voice stammered on the other end . " Ma'am ... it's me . Ethan . "