Real Heiress: Flash Marriage With Boyfriend's Uncle - Chapter 227

Chapter 227: Layla, please Chapter 227: Layla, please The next day, in the house party for Alekis’s birthday celebration after cake cutting, he introduced both Lucius and Layla to some of his old friends, who couldn’t attend their wedding reception.

As the lively gathering progressed, Mr.

Leinster, a distinguished guest, approached the couple.

With a warm smile, he remarked, “I happen to know your daughter-in-law through a project my daughter is quite invested in.

I must say, Lucius, you’ve made an excellent choice.

Though you married later than most, you’ve truly found the perfect partner.” Lucius responded with a gracious smile.

“Thank you for your kind words.

They mean a lot to us.” Just then, Roger appeared by Lucius’s side, leaning in to whisper something urgent.

Lucius nodded slightly and then turned to the group.

“If you’ll excuse us for a moment,” he said politely before guiding Layla away.

As they moved through the crowd, Layla leaned closer, curiosity evident in her tone.

“What’s going on?” Lucius glanced at her, his voice calm but carrying significance.

“Your parents have just arrived.” Layla quickly composed herself, smoothing her elegant dress.

Her hand instinctively tightened around Lucius’s arm, seeking quiet support.

“I still feel awkward around them,” Layla murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as they approached the entrance.

Lucius gently placed his hand over hers on his arm, offering a reassuring squeeze.

“Just be yourself.

You’ll be fine,” he said softly, his calm tone steadying her nerves.

Before Layla could reply, a familiar voice broke through the hum of the party.

“Layla, dear!

We’re so sorry for being late,” Miriam exclaimed, her cheerful tone ringing out as she approached.

Layla barely had time to compose herself before her mother pulled her into a warm hug, patting her back affectionately.

Miriam then turned to Lucius, greeting him with the same enthusiasm and embracing him briefly, as though they had known each other for years.

“We got caught up in traffic,” Miriam continued with an apologetic smile.

“But we wouldn’t have missed this.” Layla forced a polite smile, though the tension in her posture was evident to Lucius.

He placed a supportive hand on the small of her back.

Darius stepped forward, his arms outstretched as he hugged Layla.

Though he embraced her warmly, she remained stiff, her smile polite but distant.

Lucius noticed her discomfort and quickly stepped in.

“Dad is over there,” he said with an easy smile, gesturing toward Alekis, who stood by a group of guests.

“This way, please.” Lucius took Layla’s hand gently, his touch firm yet comforting, and began leading the way.

His steady presence seemed to anchor her, and she allowed herself to follow his lead.

As they approached Alekis, Darius stepped forward, a broad smile on his face.

“Mr.

De Salvo, happy birthday,” he said, extending a hand for a warm handshake.

Alekis accepted it graciously, his own smile matching the gesture.

“Thank you, Mr.

Rosenzweig.

It’s good to see you here.” “And here’s a little something from us,” Darius added, holding out an elegantly wrapped gift box.

“You didn’t have to,” Alekis replied with a chuckle, accepting the gift.

“But thank you.

It means a lot.” “Lucius, show the table to your in-laws,” Alekis said with a warm smile.

“Sure, Dad.” As he took his in-laws to their designated place, Layla asked Alekis he should also sit down.

“I wonder where Roderick is.

Can you check on him once?” Alekis requested.

“Yes, Father,” Layla replied calmly, assuring Alekis she’d handle it.

She stepped away and began searching for Roderick, asking a few servants and waiters along the way, but each one shook their head, unaware of his whereabouts.

Growing impatient, she decided to check inside the house and headed straight to his room.

Upon reaching the door, she knocked firmly, but when no response came, she pushed the door open gently.

“Roderick, are you inside?

Father is looking for you,” she called out loudly, stepping into the room.

Her eyes scanned the space, only to land on a desk cluttered with papers, an envelope, and scattered photographs.

Curiosity piqued, Layla approached the desk.

Picking up one of the photographs, her breath hitched-it was of her and Roderick, particularly one where he had hugged her at the hospital.

The unsettling realization dawned on her, and an angry chuckle escaped her lips as she tossed the pictures back onto the table.

As she turned to leave, she froze.

Roderick stood at the doorway, his face pale.

“Layla?” he stuttered, his voice trembling.

“Why are you here?” Her eyes narrowed.

“Father asked me to check on you.

That’s the only reason I’m here,” she replied coldly, stepping forward to leave.

Roderick’s gaze darted to the desk, and he seemed to realize she had seen everything.

“This isn’t what you think,” he blurted out, panic evident in his voice.

“I don’t want to hear any explanation from you,” Layla snapped, brushing past him.

Before she could take another step, Roderick grabbed her wrist firmly.

“Layla, please,” he pleaded.

“I’m sorry.

Forgive me.

You’ve even forgiven your trash family and sister, so why not me?” “Rick, don’t make a scene.

Let go of my wrist,” Layla said sharply, struggling to free herself, but his grip was unrelenting.

Suddenly, a strong hand grasped Roderick’s wrist and yanked it away from Layla.

It was Lucius, his expression cold and menacing as he stepped between them.

“You should leave,” Lucius said to Layla, his voice steady but commanding.

“I want you to come with me,” Layla stated firmly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Lucius glanced over his shoulder at her, his jaw tightening.

“I’ll join you,” he said, his gaze snapping back to Roderick, “but first, I need to have a word with my nephew.” “It’s your father’s birthday,” Layla reminded him.

“Hmm.

I know.

Don’t worry.

I will not beat my nephew,” Lucius asserted, giving a smile while gazing at Roderick.

Layla didn’t argue further and left them alone.

“Uncle, I was only apologizing to her,” Roderick said, trying to defend his action.