Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex’s "Uncle" - Chapter 203

Chapter 203: Selina Stands Up for Logan
Owen stared intently at Logan, trying to find even the slightest trace of anger on his face.

But there was none.

Logan simply lifted his gaze, calm and unbothered. “Sure.”

Owen felt a rush of satisfaction, a sense of revenge well-served. “I’m glad you agreed, big brother. I’ll have the manager prepare everything now. Speaking of which, that manager was once someone you personally promoted, but now, he only listens to me. I wonder if that bothers you?”

Selina immediately bristled.

What was this nonsense? Was he getting addicted to showing off?

She was just about to retort when Logan turned back to Owen with a faint, indifferent glance.

“Useless people—if you want to keep them around, be my guest.”

Selina: “…”

Owen’s face stiffened. What did Logan mean by that? Was he saying the manager was worthless? Did that mean Ambrosia was also useless?

Hah. He could say whatever he wanted now, but once he saw the restaurant’s earnings, he’d definitely be jealous.

Even if Logan had taken Ethereal Luxe back, Ambrosia was still firmly in his hands!

Amelia couldn’t shake off a bad feeling. Logan had agreed far too easily—was there a catch?

But the restaurant was entirely staffed with their people. Even if Logan wanted to pull something, he wouldn’t be able to.

With that thought, a sneer curled on Amelia’s lips. “Well then, let’s clear this table. We’ll dine at Ambrosia.”

Moments later, two cars pulled up in front of Ambrosia.

The manager, accompanied by several high-level staff members, personally came out to greet them.

“Chairman Reid, Mrs. Reid, Young Master Owen—you’ve arrived! Please, this way!”

Owen enjoyed the feeling of being flattered, especially when the manager deliberately ignored Logan, making the moment all the more satisfying. “Manager, you forgot about my big brother.”

The manager suddenly clapped his forehead as if just realizing. “Ah, ah! I didn’t see the eldest young master there! Big young master, you’re so magnanimous, you won’t hold a grudge against a small fry like me, right?”

Owen smirked, his tone laced with mockery. “Big brother, don’t blame the manager. After all, this place is mine now. It makes sense that he wouldn’t be familiar with you.”

Selina let out a sarcastic chuckle. She had seen plenty of fake, scheming women before, but this was the first time she had encountered such a green tea-flavored man.

She directly fired back, “Oh? Then I guess this manager has a pretty bad memory. He looks barely past forty, yet his memory is already failing? Didn’t Young Master Owen just say that this manager was once Logan’s subordinate? How could he forget so quickly? Maybe he should get his head checked before dementia sets in.”

The manager’s face instantly turned ashen, stiff and awkward.

Selina couldn’t be bothered to spare him another glance. “Logan, let’s go in.”

Logan curled his lips slightly in amusement.

After walking a few steps inside, Selina muttered through gritted teeth, “They’re way out of line! You took back Ethereal Luxe—why not take back Ambrosia too?”

Logan responded nonchalantly, “Mrs. Reid, as I said before, I don’t care for useless people. The same applies to useless businesses.”

Selina was dumbfounded. “Ambrosia ranks among the top five restaurants in City A. Its revenue is no small figure—how is it useless?”

Or was Logan just too rich to care about a restaurant?

Before she could get an answer, he suddenly leaned down close, his warm breath teasing her lips.

“Revenue figures are just what Reid Group presents to outsiders. Do you really think… someone as incompetent as Owen has the ability to run a restaurant?”

Selina rarely heard Logan speak about someone with such blatant disdain.

Clearly, Owen had truly irritated him.

“If you don’t plan on taking back the restaurant, then why did we even come here?”

Logan wouldn’t waste his time just to have dinner with the Reid Family, would he?

The man’s gaze swept over the surroundings with an inscrutable smile.

“No reason. I just wanted to see how much of a failure Owen really is.”

To see just how badly he had mismanaged what was once a top-tier restaurant.

Selina’s eyes flickered with mischief.

Reid Group was willing to spend money just to make the restaurant’s financial reports look impressive, all to prevent anyone from calling their precious adopted son incompetent.

If that was the case… why not add a little fuel to the fire and let all of City A know that Owen really was a useless failure?

…

Soon, the dishes were served.

Selina’s fingertips twitched slightly. No one noticed the tiny amount of white powder dissolving into the fish soup.

Owen, acting as the host, put on a smug smile. “Big brother, try it and see if Ambrosia’s flavors have changed over the years.”

Logan’s tone remained indifferent. “Are you that curious?”

“I just want to know if the restaurant was better under your management or under mine.”

Owen signaled to the manager with a glance. “Manager, what do you think?”

The manager quickly chimed in with exaggerated praise, “Of course, Young Master Owen is far superior! I’ve never seen a leader as capable as him. Every decision he makes brings real benefits to the restaurant, unlike… ah, I don’t mean to speak ill of you, Eldest Young Master. It’s just that, compared to Young Master Owen, you fall a little short.”

Daniel and Amelia’s expressions finally softened with satisfaction.

Selina watched this group of people blatantly spew nonsense and deliberately asked, “Since that’s the case, Ambrosia’s revenue must be sky-high, right? How much is it? Ten billion? Twenty billion? Thirty billion?”

Logan took a sip of tea, silently amused.

Owen’s face stiffened. “Miss Clark, I advise you to stay quiet if you don’t understand business. No hotel makes that much in revenue.”

Selina blinked innocently and suddenly gasped, covering her mouth dramatically. “Oh? It doesn’t? My apologies, I really had no idea. But for Logan, ten or twenty billion is just pocket change. When you said you were better than Logan, I just assumed you were making more than him.”

She lowered her voice slightly, adopting a particularly subtle and innocent tone.

“So it turns out you don’t… Hmm, I’m a little confused. Young Master Reid, if you make less money than Logan, and your company is smaller than his, where exactly do you get the confidence to say you’re more capable than him?”

Logan: “…”

Everyone at the table choked on air.

Owen slammed the table abruptly. “Selina!”

Selina feigned a startled look. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Young Master Reid. I didn’t realize telling the truth would make you this upset. It’s all my fault! If I had known, I would’ve flattered you like the manager does and fed you sweet little lies to make you happy!”

That last remark was practically gasoline on a raging fire.

Owen’s face turned an ugly shade of blue, his breath coming out in shallow gasps.

Daniel, unwilling to see his most beloved son suffer, shot to his feet. “Enough! Selina, if you want to eat, then shut your mouth. If not, get out!”

Owen, ever the schemer, added fuel to the fire. “Dad, don’t get angry. It’s not good for your health. Maybe Miss Clark is just standing up for my big brother. After all, in her eyes, the restaurant originally belonged to him, and I stole it. I suppose it is all my fault.”

Daniel’s temper exploded. He slammed his hand on the table. “Standing up for him? Logan is my son! If I want him to do something, he will do it! It’s just a damn restaurant—why is he being so petty?!”

Owen smirked smugly, basking in his father’s favoritism.

See? No matter what happened, Logan would always be the one getting scolded. After all, he was the most cherished son of the Reid Family.

As Daniel’s voice echoed in the private dining room, the entire space fell into an eerie silence.

Selina simply sat there, watching them like they were three corpses waiting to rot.

Then, suddenly, she smiled.