Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex’s "Uncle" - Chapter 42

Chapter 42: Attempted Assault Chapter 42: Attempted Assault Selina continued, “Then I discovered the foundation had been tampered with-corrosive chemicals added.

If I’d applied it to my face, my skin would have started to rot within minutes.

Hayes Madam, do you think this is just a coincidence?” Mrs.

Hayes broke into a cold sweat.

She never expected Rachel’s sabotage of the foundation to be caught by Selina!

She couldn’t admit it under any circumstances.

Forcing a smile, Mrs.

Hayes feigned ignorance.

“Selina, what are you talking about?

How could there be corrosive chemicals in the foundation?

Rachel only added some essential oil to make it more hydrating.

You’re overthinking this.” Selina curved her lips into a knowing smirk.

“Is that so?

Then why didn’t Rachel dare to use this foundation herself?” The room fell into a heavy silence.

Mrs.

Hayes kept her composure, barely.

“Rachel wasn’t afraid to use it…

She simply doesn’t need to.

Everyone has different skin types, and Rachel has her own makeup artist.

She already has her makeup done, so there’s no reason for her to apply foundation again.

Isn’t that right?” Rachel gritted her teeth, unwilling but compelled to nod.

Mrs.

Hayes sighed in relief.

“Selina, if you don’t like this brand of foundation, I’ll have it replaced.

There’s no need to blow this out of proportion.” She quickly discarded the foundation bottle, as though disposing of evidence.

Liam chimed in, “If this is just a misunderstanding, let’s drop the matter.

Rachel, you and your mother should be more careful about Miss Clark’s preferences next time.” Turning to Selina, he half-soothed, half-threatened, “Miss Clark, Logan is here.

Making a fuss over foundation isn’t worth it.

Let me arrange for the makeup team to create a custom look for you.

How does that sound?” Logan’s expression darkened, his gaze shifting to Selina.

Selina laughed coldly.

This family trio clearly thought they could sweep everything under the rug.

Mocking, she replied, “If it were just the foundation, I wouldn’t be this angry.

But what if I told you the dresses were tampered with as well?” Mrs.

Hayes’s eyes flickered, seizing on a perceived flaw in Selina’s words.

She quickly retorted, “What could be wrong with the dresses?

Miss Clark, I kindly arranged for a makeup artist and let you choose any dress you wanted.

How dare you accuse us of wrongdoing?

If the dresses were truly an issue, why are you wearing one now?” “Mrs.

Hayes, don’t be so hasty.” Selina’s smirk widened.

“The dress I’m wearing was given to me by Jack, and I changed in a private lounge.

The reason I did that is-” she enunciated slowly and clearly, “the dresses you provided were all designed to be worn directly against the skin.

That means I’d have to strip off everything I was wearing, down to my underwear, to change.” “And the walls of your changing room?

They were equipped with over a dozen hidden cameras.

If I had changed in there, the cameras would have captured everything.

Mrs.

Hayes, would you not call that a problem?” Different styles of dresses required different dressing procedures.

Selina could have avoided undressing entirely by choosing a loose-fitting gown to slip over her clothes.

But every dress in the changing room required her to completely undress, exposing her undergarments-and herself-to the hidden cameras.

Given the hidden cameras, it wasn’t hard to guess what Mrs.

Hayes’s true intentions were.

Logan’s expression turned deadly cold, his voice dropping dangerously.

“Mrs.

Hayes.” Mrs.

Hayes visibly trembled, fear overtaking her.

She stammered, “Lies!

Selina, I’ve treated you with utmost respect because you’re Logan’s wife.

How dare you slander me?

Hidden cameras?

I know nothing about them!” Selina sneered.

“Am I making things up?

Too bad your precious daughter already admitted it.” She lightly tapped her phone, and in the next moment, a sharp, venomous female voice echoed through the room: “Those cameras are auto-connected to the internet, and now your naked video is everywhere!”  “Who knows how many men are watching your body right now.

You’re so disgusting-how dare you marry Logan!

I’m going to ruin you!” The crowd froze in stunned silence, their wide-eyed stares locking onto Rachel.

The maliciousness in the recording sent chills down their spines.

Cameras in a changing room?

She had planned to destroy a girl’s entire life!

Mrs.

Hayes and Rachel stood paralyzed, trembling violently.  Selina… she had recorded everything!

“Ah!” Mrs.

Hayes lunged like a rabid dog, snatching Selina’s phone and smashing it to the ground in a fit of fury.

“Fake!

It’s all fake!” Selina watched Mrs.

Hayes’s hysteria with a calm, icy gaze.

“Smash it all you like, Mrs.

Hayes.

The backup has already been uploaded.

You should start thinking about how you’re going to explain this.” Rachel tried to deny it, sobbing as she wailed, “No, it’s not true!

Selina provoked me, and I just said it in the heat of the moment.

There aren’t any cameras…” Logan cast a dark, piercing glare at Rachel, his presence emanating danger.

Her blood ran cold, and her throat tightened.

She couldn’t speak another word.

For the first time, Rachel realized with utter clarity-she was finished.

Completely finished.

Liam suddenly bellowed, “Rachel, shut your mouth!

I can’t believe you harbored such vicious thoughts.

You say you’ve let Logan go, but behind his back, you target his wife!” “How many times have I told you to fix your attitude?

And you thought embarrassing Miss Clark at this event would make Logan want to marry you?

Get out of my sight!

I’m sending you abroad, and from now on, I have no daughter!” He then pointed at Mrs.

Hayes, his voice laced with fury.

“And you!

Rachel’s being reckless, and you’re encouraging her?

If Bella weren’t returning soon, I’d send you away with her!

Apologize!” At the mention of “Bella,” Mrs.

Hayes’s eyes burned with resentment as she shot a glare at Selina.

Forcing herself to swallow her pride, she gritted out an apology.  “Miss Clark, I… lost my mind.” Selina raised an eyebrow.

Liam’s chastisement seemed harsh, but she recognized it for what it was-a calculated effort to downplay the situation.

By calling it “reckless behavior,” he was framing it as a minor misunderstanding, making it harder for her to press the issue.

Liam took a deep breath, adopting a conciliatory tone.

“Logan, they acted in a moment of frustration.

Luckily, no real harm was done.

I’ll compensate Miss Clark for emotional distress, and let’s consider this-” “Reid Sir!”  “Watch out!” Shouts of alarm erupted suddenly.  Rachel’s bitterness boiled over.

Why should she be the one exiled, while Selina got away unscathed?

Being sent abroad meant Hayes Family had given up on her.

Her prestige, her glory-it would all be gone.

No!  Spying a fruit knife nearby, Rachel grabbed it and charged at Selina, blind with rage.

Before she could strike, Logan pulled Selina into his arms.

As the knife neared, he swiftly kicked Rachel’s hand, sending the blade clattering to the ground.  Jack rushed forward.

“Sir, are you hurt?”  Liam and Mrs.

Hayes’s pale faces turned ghostly white.  It was over.

Truly over.  Logan dusted his shoulders with chilling calm, his voice frigid as he delivered his final warning.  “Hayes Sir, I won’t hesitate to ensure your daughter disappears.

Completely.”