Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' Chapter 163: A Lie Exposed on the Spot

A young man in his early twenties stood there, his golden hair gleaming under the lights, his entire aura screaming arrogance.

Hearing Selina’s words, he imdiately exploded with rage, lowering his head as he prepared to curse her out.

"You—"

But just as he caught sight of her stunning face, his expression suddenly turned red, and he forcefully swallowed his words. "You, I..."

Damn, this vixen is actually pretty hot. Is this the type Logan likes?

Selina didn’t know who this young man was, but she recognized the person standing behind him—Andrew.

Ah, Bella’s loyal lapdog.

Andrew’s face was stiff with anger as he gritted his teeth. "How dare you show up at this auction? Did you find out Bella was coming and decide to steal from her on purpose?!"

Selina had nothing to say to a lapdog. She turned to leave, but a group of rich second-generation heirs quickly blocked her path.

"Say sothing! Are you really trying to steal the violin from Bella?"

"Bella is our group’s darling, and you? A cursed jinx!"

Selina frowned. These people are insane.

Andrew’s face darkened. "Selina, we’re talking to you, and you dare walk away? Stop her!"

In an instant, the group surrounded her.

Andrew turned to the blonde young man with an eager smile. "Luke, Bella has been wanting that violin for a long ti. But recently, Selina has been getting close to Logan. If she asks, Logan will definitely buy it for her."

"You don’t know, Selina always fights Bella for everything. Bella is kind-hearted and lets her have her way, but I just can’t stand it!"

Luke’s eyes widened in realization. Oh, so this woman really is a scher.

I knew it! Soone who could seduce Logan couldn’t be ordinary. Looks like she’s got so tricks up her sleeve.

With his usual arrogance, he smirked and said, "Hey, Selina, if you have the guts, compete with . If you lose, you don’t get to fight Bella for the violin!"

Being stopped and harassed repeatedly, Selina’s patience snapped.

Her gaze turned cold, and just as she was about to speak—

"Luke, don’t cause trouble."

A soft, graceful voice rang out.

Bella walked toward them with an elegant, deliberate pace.

"Selina, let introduce you. This is Luke Reid, Logan’s younger brother. He’s been spoiled since childhood and speaks without a filter. Don’t take it to heart."

Selina raised an eyebrow. Logan’s younger brother?

Wasn’t there already an Owen? Now there’s another one?

Ah, it seed this one was Alia’s biological son.

So among the three Reid brothers—

Owen, raised in the Reid Family since childhood, was Alia’s chosen heir.

Luke, born after Alia successfully climbed to the top, was showered with love and indulgence.

And Logan...

Was the unwanted one.

Was that it?

Bella chuckled softly and playfully scolded, "Luke, don’t make things difficult for Selina. Not everyone is like us, trained in music and etiquette since childhood."

Andrew imdiately caught on and loudly mocked, "Oh, right! How could I forget? Selina is just a country bumpkin who grew up in the middle of nowhere!"

His friends burst into laughter.

Selina casually tucked her hair behind her ear. "So, Miss Hayes, you’re asking to give up the violin?"

"Selina, I—"

"Miss Hayes, how domineering of you."

Selina’s tone was careless. "If you want sothing, no one else is allowed to compete for it? And if they do, it ans they’ve offended Young Master Luke?"

"Selina, how could you think that? That’s not what I ant at all. I just think that violin is too precious, and since you don’t even play, it would be a waste for you to buy it."

Bella’s eyes turned misty, her expression full of feigned innocence and understanding.

"I get it, really. You didn’t grow up with the sa privileges as we did. Just surviving must have been difficult enough. Without parents to support you, how could you have had the chance to learn the violin? I completely understand."

She let out a soft, bittersweet laugh.

"Honestly, sotis I envy you. At least you’re free. Unlike , forced to learn etiquette and music since I was a child... "

Luke opened his mouth as if to say sothing but then fell silent.

Why does it feel like... Bella’s words sound kinda... fake?

Selina watched Bella’s performance with amusent.

That self-righteous, holier-than-thou attitude—truly nauseating.

Because Selina had been sent to the countryside as a child and never learned high society etiquette, Bella could stand on her moral high ground, using it to chip away at her confidence.

Selina’s gaze turned cold. "That’s right, I never received the kind of top-tier education Miss Hayes did. So you’d better be careful—I’ve got no manners and a bad temper. Think carefully before provoking ."

Bella’s face turned deathly pale.

Even Luke’s usual arrogance faltered for a second.

He was supposed to be City A’s most unruly young master. So why the hell did this vixen act even more arrogant than him?!

Andrew, eager to defend Bella, snapped, "Selina, you’ve gone too far! Apologize!"

Selina tilted her head indifferently. "I’ve gone too far? Isn’t that exactly what Miss Hayes was implying?"

"I—I wasn’t..."

Bella forced an awkward smile, her face flushing red.

"Selina, don’t always assu the worst about . I was just trying to remind you that tonight’s event is filled with distinguished guests, and etiquette is important."

She then turned toward Luke, feigning concern. "Even though Logan brought Selina here, it doesn’t seem very appropriate, does it, Luke?"

Luke scoffed, his arrogance returning. "At an event this important, bringing along so low-class vixen? Bella, you’re absolutely right!"

Selina narrowed her eyes.

Bella, still maintaining her gentle facade, spoke softly, as if truly worried. "Selina, you really are beautiful, but you and Logan are from completely different worlds. It’s important to know one’s place..."

"Miss Hayes, exactly who are you lecturing?"

Before Bella could finish, a calm yet unmistakably authoritative male voice interrupted her.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone instinctively turned their heads.

Logan approached in a tailored suit, walking with an unhurried but commanding presence. He stepped in front of Selina in a protective stance.

His aura was so overwhelming that Bella’s breath hitched. "Logan..."

Logan slowly repeated himself. "Miss Hayes, are you lecturing my Mrs. Reid?"

My Mrs. Reid.

The mont those words left his mouth, Bella’s face turned ghostly white.

The entire crowd stood frozen in shock.

Luke, suddenly realizing sothing, widened his eyes in disbelief. "Mrs. Reid? You an... the vixen?!"

Before Logan could respond, Luke whipped his head around to stare at Bella, completely stunned.

"Bella, didn’t you say Selina was just so naless, titleless woman clinging to Logan? When the hell did she beco Mrs. Reid? Guess you didn’t know Logan as well as you thought—he didn’t even tell you he was married."

Selina arched an eyebrow.

Ah, so that’s why Young Master Luke started calling her a vixen the mont they t.

Bella had been feeding him lies.

Selina let out a slow, syrupy sigh. "Miss Hayes, how strange. Didn’t you already know Logan and I were married? How could you forget to ntion that to Luke, causing such a misunderstanding?"

Her voice carried a subtle mockery as she turned to Logan. "Logan, don’t you think Miss Hayes is being a little... dishonest?"

Bella felt as though she had been slapped across the face. Her head buzzed with white noise.