Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' Chapter 173: Will You Always Take My Side?

Owen froze for a mont before angrily rebuking, "What do you an it’s over?! That land is mine now! I’ve already won the bid—I have full developnt rights!"

He had sacrificed so much to secure that land, and now they were saying it was worthless? What kind of nonsense was this?!

The assistant looked utterly devastated. "It’s over precisely because it’s yours! That land... that land sits on top of an ancient burial site..."

The mont those words fell, the entire auction hall fell into dead silence.

A burial site...?

The land in South City had a massive ancient burial ground beneath it?!

A loud boom echoed in Owen’s mind, as if his brain had exploded.

His face drained of color in an instant as he lunged forward, grabbing the assistant by the collar, his eyes bloodshot with fury.

"What the hell are you talking about?! There’s no way there’s a burial site beneath that land!"

The assistant, on the verge of tears, choked out, "It’s absolutely true, Owen. The surveying team has already confird it—there are at least thousands of tombs buried beneath the site..."

His voice trembled as he added, "And just now... the news has already reported it..."

With stiff movents, Owen reached for his phone. Sure enough, the top news headline was glaring back at him: "An Ancient Burial Site from the RRR Era Discovered in the Southern District of City A."

Owen staggered back two steps, his expression crumbling. It was over. It was really over.

How could they develop anything on that land now? Even if they pushed forward, what investor would dare put their money into a cursed project built on top of a massive burial site?

He had just burned through an astronomical sum, and now it was all for nothing?!

The impact of this revelation was devastating.

Alia and the Reid Family shareholders barely managed to catch their breath.

Monts ago, the crowd had been full of praise, congratulating Owen for overpowering Logan and securing such a monuntal victory.

But now... the land was worthless.

anwhile, Logan had pulled out at just the right mont, walking away completely unscathed—while Owen had foolishly thrown over a 11 billion into a black hole.

Murmurs and whispers filled the air:

"My God, a burial site?! That ans Owen’s land is useless!"

"Exactly. If there’s a burial ground underneath, the governnt might prohibit developnt or even seize the land. Did Owen not conduct any surveys before bidding?"

"Reid and Perry Families really backed the wrong horse this ti."

Even the shareholders of both families were clenching their teeth in frustration.

"They said Owen was better suited than Mr. Reid? The idiot didn’t even realize he was walking into a trap!"

"A foster son is still just a foster son. He may know how to please the elders, but what else can he actually do?"

"Wait a minute... do you think Mr. Reid already knew about the burial site? Is that why he suddenly backed out?"

Owen’s breath hitched as he suddenly turned his gaze toward Logan.

Logan’s expression was as calm as ever, unfazed by the shocking news. He swirled the wine in his glass absentmindedly before glancing up, his voice smooth and unbothered.

"Oh, I almost forgot—congratulations, little brother. That land is officially yours now."

Silence.

A suffocating, unbearable silence.

Even Selina nearly choked. Logan... you don’t think that congratulations ca a little too late?

Owen trembled with rage, his entire body shaking. He had been played—completely and utterly played!

Logan had known. He had known all along that the land was worthless.

He deliberately drove up the price, lured Owen into placing the winning bid, and then let the truth about the burial site explode after the deal was sealed.

This wasn’t just a simple misstep—this was a trap.

Owen’s fingers trembled as he clenched his fists, his voice hoarse with fury. "Logan, we’re family! How could you do this to ?! You tricked into wasting all that money—do you even have a conscience?!"

Logan pretended to be puzzled, with a smile on his lips, "Oh, little brother, you are wrong. I didn’t buy it because I was not as generous as you. As for the tombs under the land, I didn’t know."

"Didn’t you say that? Everyone makes mistakes. I did miscalculate your funds. This is my mistake."

Logan repeated what Owen said just now, "Why, you now thinks that this is not a mistake, but a deliberate calculation?"

Selina’s tone dripped with sarcasm. "Logan, don’t bother explaining to Young Master Owen. So people just refuse to admit their own mistakes and will do anything to shift the bla onto others."

"Young Master Owen truly lives up to the Reid Family’s chosen heir—so... unique."

That remark didn’t just insult Owen; it dragged the entire Reid Family down with him.

Alia’s face turned stormy. "Logan, I won’t argue with you about how you sched against us, but we don’t want this land anymore!"

Selina clicked her tongue in mock astonishnt. "Mrs. Perry, the auction is over. Now you want to return the goods? What kind of logic is that?"

Before Alia could reply, Selina continued on her own, her voice deliberately slow and exaggerated.

"Wow, don’t tell you actually think Logan is so kind of fool? You fought tooth and nail to win this land, and now that you realize it’s a loss, you want Logan to clean up the ss?"

"So your dear foster son makes a mistake, and he doesn’t have to bear any consequences? My god, is this what they call a man-child?"

"Young Master Owen and Logan are the sa age, yet one is a renowned figure in City A, while the other... still leeches off his family. I get it now. You can’t compare people equally—I must acknowledge the diversity of species."

Luke: "...."

The crowd: "...."

Logan lifted his left hand slightly, covering his mouth with a faint cough, barely suppressing his laughter.

Selina, seeing everyone too stunned to speak, continued rcilessly.

"We should all express our gratitude to Young Master Owen for his generous contribution to underprivileged children. He has donated a total of 11 billion. What are you all waiting for? Applaud!"

The guests exchanged glances before awkwardly clapping.

"Thank you, Young Master Owen..."

"Spending such a ridiculous amount for the sake of appearances... was it really worth it?"

Alia was practically shaking with rage. "You—you—! Logan, is this how you treat your own brother?! Just you wait! Owen, let’s go!"

Owen’s face was flushed with humiliation. Under the disgusted gazes of the family shareholders, he stord out of the hall.

As soon as they left, Owen gritted his teeth in fury. "Mom... Logan set up! Just to ruin , he was willing to risk our own family’s money! He’s too much!"

Alia was equally furious. "That ungrateful wretch! One day, I’ll make him pay!"

Owen clenched his jaw. "What about the land? Can’t we force Logan to take responsibility for it?"

Alia wanted to, but with so many witnesses, it was clear that Owen had been the one aggressively raising the bid.

"Stay at ho for now. Let handle the company’s affairs first. Once things settle, you can step back in."

Owen’s vision darkened—he nearly blacked out.

Everything he had done, all his efforts to take over Reid Group, had just crumbled before his eyes.

All because of Logan... and Selina...

But suddenly, a thought struck him. Owen’s eyes glead with excitent. "Mom! I found sothing—about that woman from four years ago. Logan has been searching for her all this ti..."

In the shadows, Luke overheard half the conversation and hesitated.

Inside the banquet hall.

After the commotion, the hall had fallen into an eerie silence as the guests watched Mr. Reid walk out.

Logan chuckled softly, his voice warm and casual. "Mrs. Reid, did you see that?"

Selina blinked. "See what?"

"I told you—you just needed patience." His lips curled into a faint smirk.

Selina finally understood. This was what he ant.

She puffed up her cheeks, a little dissatisfied. "Your mom... Alia is ridiculously biased. What’s so great about Owen?"

Logan’s expression remained indifferent. "It doesn’t matter. I don’t care whether Alia favors or not."

Selina frowned slightly. "It’s not the sa. Just because you don’t care doesn’t an her actions are right."

Logan suddenly smiled and leaned in slightly. "I’m not lying—I really don’t care about Alia. As long as one person is willing to be biased in my favor, that’s enough."

Selina was caught off guard. Her heart started thudding in her chest. "...Who?"

Logan’s gaze was filled with quiet amusent as he bent down ever so slightly, his voice low and intimate.

"Mrs. Reid, will you always be biased in my favor?"