Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex’s "Uncle" - Chapter 159

Chapter 159: Who Is She Really?

Chapter 159: Who Is She Really?

Logan casually glanced at Hanks Group’s financial report.

Before long, Jack knocked and entered the office.

“Sir, President Hanks of Hanks Group wishes to see you.” Logan smirked.

Normally, he wouldn’t bother meeting with such insignificant figures, but at this moment, he found it rather amusing.

He nodded.

“Let him in.” President Hanks stumbled into the room, and the moment he saw Logan, he fell to his knees with a loud thud.

“Mr.

Reid, I beg you!

Please show mercy and spare Hanks Group!” That morning, Hanks Group’s stocks had been shorted, shares were sold off at dirt-cheap prices, and their entire financial chain had collapsed.

President Hanks had no idea what had happened.

After making inquiries through multiple connections, he finally learned it was related to Mr.

Reid.

But he had no idea how he had offended Logan in the first place!

Kneeling on the cold floor, he trembled in silence, cold sweat dripping down his back.

The entire room was eerily quiet until- Logan let out a soft scoff.

“President Hanks, do you want to save your company?” President Hanks shuddered violently.

Afraid of losing Logan’s patience, he nodded frantically.

“Yes, yes!

Hanks Group is the result of generations of hard work.

I’m willing to pay any price to keep it alive!” “Good.” Logan’s gaze remained indifferent as he finally lifted his eyes.

“Then you’ll have to choose-your company or your son.” “Do you want your business, or do you want your son?” President Hanks felt his heart plummet into a bottomless abyss.

“M-Mr.

Reid, I… I don’t understand what you mean.” Logan arched a brow.

“Or perhaps I should make it clearer-your son, Young Master Hanks, dared to offend Mrs.

Reid.

Do you understand now?” City A University – Office.

Selina hung up her phone.

Mrs.

Hanks suddenly burst into exaggerated laughter.

“‘Uncle’?

What, have your parents all died off, so you can only call for an uncle to help you?” She then curled her lips in disdain.

“Oh, I almost forgot.

Your own father abandoned you, calling you a jinx.

No wonder.

Trash like you should stay in the gutter where you belong.

What’s the point of coming to City A University to ruin others?” Professor White, desperate to curry favor, nodded eagerly.

“Yes, yes!

I assure you, the school will expel Selina immediately.” She then turned to Selina with righteous indignation.

“Selina, as a student, how dare you hit someone?

Apologize immediately!” Selina leaned lazily against the desk, her tone light.

“Professor White, you seem to enjoy being a lapdog so much.

Why not just go guard the gates for the Hanks Family?” “You-!” Professor White’s face turned red, then white, pointing at Selina in fury as she snapped.

“Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?!

I’m scolding you for your own good!

Do you really think you’ll get far in society with that attitude?” “Causing trouble in school?

Ha!

Just wait until you end up in prison!

And when your so-called ‘uncle’ arrives, I’ll have him take you out of here personally.

A wretched girl like you must have an equally lowly uncle!” Selina’s expression darkened.

“A teacher like you-who only knows how to bully students, worship the wealthy, and suck up to the powerful-how good could you possibly be?” Just then, her phone vibrated twice.

Justin had sent her Mrs.

Hanks’ entire background.

Selina chuckled and read it aloud.

“As for you, Mrs.

Hanks-you climbed into the bed of a man twenty years older than you, waited until his wife died, and then married into the family as a mistress.

No wonder you get along so well with Amelia and Natalia.

Birds of a feather flock together, after all.” Mrs.

Hanks’ mind went blank for a moment.

Her deepest insecurity-the thing she hated people mentioning the most-was how she had climbed to her position through an affair!

Rage flared in her eyes.

She shot to her feet, grabbed a nearby glass, and hurled it straight at Selina’s head.

“You filthy little whore!

I’ll make sure you never survive in City A!” “Who are you saying won’t survive in City A?” A deep, ice-cold male voice rang out, instantly silencing the office.

Selina looked at the newcomer and, with a sweet, obedient tone, called out, “Uncle.” Gordon narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the two women in the office.

Professor White’s heart surged with excitement.

Selina’s uncle?

She had never heard that James had a younger brother, so this “uncle” must be some insignificant, poor relative-not worth worrying about.

She immediately spoke up, “So, you’re Selina’s uncle?

You don’t look like anyone important.

Your niece has already been expelled.

If she kneels and apologizes to Mrs.

Hanks, I might-” “Mrs.

Hanks?” Gordon repeated the name with a chilling indifference, as if even uttering it was beneath him.

“I asked you-who were you saying wouldn’t survive in City A?” Still fueled by anger, Mrs.

Hanks sneered and snapped, “Are you deaf?

Obviously, that filthy little whore of a niece-” Her words cut off abruptly.

Because at that moment-she finally saw the man’s face.

This person… This person was- Her throat closed up, all the color drained from her face, and her rage turned to sheer terror.

“You… You…!” Gordon King?!

Selina’s uncle was Gordon King?!

Gordon’s voice remained calm, but there was a sharp edge to it.

“Mrs.

Hanks, I hope you’ve been well.

Last year, when your Hanks Family was begging me to sell you a painting, you certainly weren’t acting so high and mighty.” The usual warmth in his demeanor had vanished, replaced by pure contempt.

“You called my Selina a filthy whore?

Then what does that make you?

How many men’s beds have you crawled into?

Shall I list them out for you, one by one?” His voice sharpened.

“Your Hanks Family is nothing to me.

And yet, you think just because you’re ‘Mrs.

Hanks’ now, you can act like you’re above everyone else?

You think you can decide whether my niece survives in City A?” Mrs.

Hanks’ face turned deathly pale.

It felt as though she had just been slapped in front of everyone.

Gordon… How could it be Gordon?

The Hanks Family and Gordon King-they were from entirely different worlds!

Professor White was completely dumbfounded.

Her lips trembled, unable to form a single word.

Even Mrs.

Hanks looked utterly terrified.

Just who was Selina’s uncle…?

Gordon’s gaze landed on White.

“Professor White?” His voice was calm, but the pressure in the air was suffocating.

“You’re the one who lectured my niece?

Said she was bound for prison?

Threatened to expel her?” Professor White was already shaking.

Her forced smile faltered.

“N-no, it’s not like that… I was only trying to help Selina…” “Help her?” Gordon scoffed.

“What a joke.

Tom Hanks hired someone to kill her-he threw sulfuric acid at her.

And you, her so-called professor, instead of stopping him, sided with the Hanks Family?

Blamed her for everything?

Excellent.” The words “hired someone to kill” made both women tremble in fear.

Mrs.

Hanks shrieked, “It wasn’t that serious!

My son was just playing around with Selina!” Gordon gave her a cold glance.

“If it was just ‘playing around,’ then explain it to the police in prison.” “No, no!” Mrs.

Hanks finally began to panic.

Her eyes turned wild.

“Mr.

King, this was just a childish game-please, no!

My son didn’t commit any crime!

You have no right to send him to prison!” Gordon tilted his head slightly, his tone light.

“A game?

Since when do games require calling in parents?” His gaze darkened.

“Since you wanted to escalate this, I assume you’re prepared for the consequences.

Now that Selina’s guardian is here-does this outcome satisfy you?” Satisfy you…?

Mrs.

Hanks felt as if she had been plunged into an ice-cold abyss.

Just then, a voice called from the doorway.

“Mr.

Reid, please come in!” The president of City A University himself had arrived.

Mrs.

Hanks’ body stiffened.

Mr.

Reid…?

Which Mr.

Reid?

She turned her head-and her breath caught in her throat.

Because she saw, with her own eyes- The Mr.

Reid-a man who was nearly impossible to meet, even for the wealthiest elites-was walking toward Selina.