Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex’s "Uncle" - Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Good Thing You Know Your Place Chapter 162: Good Thing You Know Your Place “Since you acknowledge that she’s your sister-in-law, Vivian, what makes you think that you, an adopted daughter, can be compared to my Mrs.

Reid?” Logan’s tone was indifferent.

“Or rather, who gave you the confidence to believe that you’re worth 1.9 billion?” …

The dressing room fell into a stunned silence.

Vivian’s tears clung to her lashes, her face flushed with embarrassment.

“Logan, how could you say that about me…?” Logan watched as her tears dripped onto the bracelet.

Normally, a scene like this-a beautiful woman crying delicately-might be moving.

But to him, it was nothing short of disgusting.

He frowned slightly, then leaned in close to Selina’s ear and murmured gently, “Jewelry that someone else has worn-we don’t need it.” Vivian’s expression froze.

Logan actually despises my tears?!

Selina blinked.

“Why not?

It’s worth 1.9 billion.

Can you help me get it back, please?” Logan’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

Mrs.

Reid… Is she being coquettish to me?

Without any change in expression, he turned to his trembling assistant.

“Take the jewelry off her.” As the assistant stepped forward, Vivian’s humiliation peaked.

Her arrogance was gone, replaced with pitiful, sobbing desperation.

“No!

Logan, what’s the big deal if you just let me have it?

If Selina is worthy of 1.9 billion, then why am I not?

Everyone in this store already thinks these jewels are mine-how am I supposed to face them after this?

I’d rather die!” Logan’s voice was cold and emotionless.

“Is this Amelia’s so-called good niece?” The room fell silent for a second before he ordered, “Call Amelia.” The assistant nodded immediately.

“Yes, Mr.

Reid.

I’ll do it now-” “No!

You can’t!” Vivian’s face turned ghostly pale.

If her aunt found out that she was flaunting her status and throwing tantrums in public, she would be finished.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt.

Logan was actually using Amelia to rein her in-all because of Selina?!

She had barely worn the purple diamonds for ten minutes!

Tears streaming down her face, Vivian angrily yanked off the jewelry.

But as she watched Selina put it on right in front of her, she clenched her teeth so hard her jaw ached.

Then, in a sickly sweet voice laced with sarcasm, she sneered: “Miss Clark looks so stunning with it on-it’s as if she’s a whole new person.

Unlike me, of course, someone who has no interest in jewelry.

Compared to Miss Clark, I must look so plain.” Selina: “…” Vivian was implying something.

Mocking her for being money-hungry?

Suggesting that she had no class, no exposure to wealth, while Vivian, who had grown up around luxury, was supposedly indifferent to material things?

Selina’s gaze locked onto Vivian, just about to respond-when a male voice cut in first.

Logan’s tone was as calm as ever, his voice gentle.

But what he said made Vivian’s face turn deathly pale.

“Miss Perry indeed isn’t suited for luxurious jewelry.

Fine jewelry must complement its wearer, and purple diamonds require a certain presence.

Unfortunately, Miss Perry lacks that.

But it’s admirable to know one’s limits-Miss Perry, in that regard, you’ve done quite well.” Selina nearly choked: “…” As for Vivian, her entire face turned bright red, humiliation and fury almost making her faint.

That wasn’t what she meant!

She was mocking Selina for being tacky!

But before she could protest, the boutique’s stylist hesitantly nodded.

“Actually… Miss Clark does wear it better…” Vivian nearly exploded.

She let out a loud wail, bursting into tears as she ran out.

“Logan, you’re siding with an outsider against me!

I’m going to tell Aunt Amelia!” Selina blinked her eyes: “Your good sister was mad at me and cried again.” Logan corrected: “She was mad at me and cried.” Then, his expression darkened as he turned to his assistant.

“Tell Jack to handle the aftermath.” The assistant sighed internally, already full of sympathy for the store manager and staff.

They were doomed.

But honestly, they brought it upon themselves.

Mr.

Reid had personally commissioned this jewelry, yet the manager never even confirmed who it was for.

All for the sake of flattering the Perry Family, he simply assumed it belonged to Vivian.

A costly mistake.

After returning home, Selina admired the purple diamonds.

For some reason, a sudden image flashed through her mind.

-She was holding a stack of design drafts, showing them to someone beside her and asking for their opinion.

That person had responded, saying that when the opportunity arose in the future, they would turn her designs into real jewelry for the world to admire.

Selina abruptly pressed her fingers against her temples.

Why did this memory suddenly appear in my mind?

She had no recollection of it at all.

And that design… Selina instinctively lifted her gaze, staring at the purple diamond jewelry in front of her, frozen in place.

-The design that flashed through her memory was exactly the same as the purple diamond jewelry.

“What’s wrong?

Does your head hurt?” Logan lowered his gaze slightly, pressing his fingers gently against her temples.

Selina shook her head and swallowed before asking tentatively, “Logan, I’ve never seen jewelry like this on the market.

Did you design it?” Logan’s fingertips paused for a moment before his voice, warm and smooth, replied, “No, a friend did.” A friend?

Selina’s mind felt like a tangled mess as she went upstairs, staring at the jewelry set in a daze.

It felt so… familiar.

The lines, the structure-it was as if she had drawn them herself.

Beep, beep, beep.

Suddenly, her phone rang, snapping her out of her thoughts.

“Gavin?” Gavin chuckled on the other end.

“Are you going to the auction tomorrow?

The violin you like is on sale at the auction.” Selina’s eyes lit up.

“Really?!” “Yeah.

If you like it, I’ll buy it for you.” Gavin, coming from a family of musicians, naturally knew that violin was a rare masterpiece.

“But I’ll be arriving late.

You can bid on it first and put it on my tab-just as a gift for four…

just as a return gift.” Gavin patted his chest and almost blurted out that this was compensation for four years ago…

Fortunately, he stopped himself in time.

Selina frowned slightly.

Had she just heard the word four?

What had Gavin almost said?

But she quickly dismissed the thought.

She had grown up with her brothers-they had never hidden anything from her.

She must have… misheard.

…

The next evening – 7:30 PM.

Selina didn’t wait for Logan and entered the auction hall alone.

“I saw Bella here.

What did the Hayes Family fancy this time?” “Seems like it’s that violin… The Hayes Family must be trying to get in Gavin’s good graces.” “Makes sense.

I heard on the way here that someone had reserved that violin.

Turns out it was Miss Hayes…” “Gavin has been talking about that violin for ages.

Since he can’t be here today, the Hayes Family is determined to buy it-then gift it to him.” Selina listened to the conversation around her and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Bella was trying to get close to the Hill Family and had found out that Gavin wanted that violin.

So, she planned to buy it and use it as a way to gain favor with him.

But… Gavin had been interested in that violin because she wanted it.

Selina chuckled softly and was about to turn back to find Logan when someone suddenly blocked her path.

“So, you’re the ugly freak Bella was talking about?” A contemptuous male voice sounded beside her.

Selina looked up, an eyebrow arching.

Was this man talking to her?

Ugly freak…?

Was he referring to her?

Selina’s expression remained blank.

“If you don’t need your eyes, you should donate them to someone who does.”