Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' Chapter 336: Logan Never Told You, Did He?

Riley smiled gently. "Logan, Selina. We et again."

Logan didn’t spare her a glance. Selina said nothing either. Riley didn’t seem to mind, remaining poised and soft-spoken at Grandma Perry’s side.

Grandma Perry, already briefed on the situation, cast a sharp look at Grandpa Perry and sneered. "Hmph. Looks like your illegitimate sons aren’t much use either. Perry Group has been bleeding money for years, and now they’re plagiarizing? And not only that—Logan has to clean up the ss."

Grandpa Perry couldn’t swallow the insult. "What are you so smug about? That handbag line was supposed to go to Alia. With things like this, how can we give it to her now? If Logan has a way to fix it, why shouldn’t he help?"

Grandma Perry’s tone turned mocking. "Oh, you sure care about what’s ’ant for Alia.’"

"It’s only right!" Grandpa Perry said indignantly. "She’s your daughter too—you should help her—"

"Shut up!" Grandma Perry snapped, her gaze sharp as a blade.

"My only daughter is Anna, born legitimately into the Perry Family! I don’t care how many other ’daughters’ you made running around behind my back—don’t you dare drag them into my world."

Grandpa Perry’s face turned a deep red, his fingers trembling. "You’re unbelievable!"

She didn’t even look at him. Instead, she turned to Logan. "Logan, co walk with in the garden."

Grandpa Perry’s expression soured, his fists clenched tightly.

After they left, Mrs. Perry the Fourth rushed forward, trying to stir things up. "Dad! Mom only listens to Logan now, not even you. How are we supposed to keep this up?"

Mr. Perry the Fourth chid in, trying to sound reasonable. "We get that she misses Anna, we really do. But Anna’s gone. Shouldn’t Mom care more about the ones who are still alive? Logan’s clearly lost his sense of right and wrong."

...

In the garden, Grandma Perry looked pleased. "I had dinner prepared. Logan, Selina, stay and eat with ."

Logan gave a slight nod. Selina was about to agree when a slightly awkward voice cut in.

"Well then, Grandma Perry, I’ll be heading out. I don’t want to intrude on your dinner with Logan and Selina," Riley said, half-smiling.

Grandma Perry seed to only then rember she was still there. Since Riley was a guest, it wouldn’t be polite to send her away.

She nodded. "You should stay too, Riley. We owe you thanks for today."

"You’re too kind. I grew up with Logan—you’re like a grandmother to . I’d never hesitate to help you."

Every word Riley spoke hinted at deep familiarity with Logan. Selina narrowed her eyes.

When the food was served, Riley helped Grandma Perry plate her al. Grandma Perry patted her hand. "That’s enough, dear. Eat your own food."

"I don’t mind, ma’am. We haven’t seen each other in years—I’m just grateful I have the chance to show a little care."

Riley moved like she belonged in the house—directing the staff, pouring water, passing dishes. She looked like the lady of the manor.

"Selina, don’t forget to eat," Riley said as she sat down, then added casually, as if sothing had just occurred to her, "Mr. Perry the Fourth really suffered a loss today. He probably won’t bother Logan anymore. Oh—Selina, Vivian hasn’t been giving you trouble, has she?"

Selina’s brows arched slightly. Why was Riley suddenly bringing up Vivian? "Why?"

Riley feigned outrage. "You probably don’t know, but Vivian is the adopted daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Perry the Fourth. She’s had a crush on Logan since she was a kid. And her adoptive mother never stopped her—in fact, she quietly encouraged it. Now that you’re married to Logan, Vivian won’t take it well. You need to be careful."

Grandma Perry nodded approvingly. "That’s thoughtful of you, Riley."

Selina’s eyes flickered. Sothing didn’t add up. Since when did Riley care enough to warn her about anything—especially Vivian?

"Oh? That’s unfortunate. Miss Nelson, you’re a bit late. I’ve already t Vivian."

Riley gave a soft sigh. "So won... they know Logan’s married and still throw themselves at him. Selina, it must be tough being his wife, right?"

Selina suddenly understood.

So that was the trap.

The most skillful manipulation often cos in the simplest form—Riley wasn’t doing anything overt. She was just putting down other won to elevate herself. By insulting another woman chasing after Logan, she was trying to prove... what? That she had no interest in him?

Selina smiled sweetly. "Not tough at all. It’s my privilege, really. And you’re overthinking it, Miss Nelson. Vivian may have her eyes on Logan, but she hasn’t caused any trouble."

Riley bit her lip. "Selina, there’s no need to pretend here..."

"Vivian wears her feelings on her face—it’s easy to guard against people like that. It’s the ones who keep everything hidden, who smile while stabbing you in the back, that are the real danger... don’t you think?"

Riley’s face drained of color, her hands trembling with rage.

Selina was clearly taking a jab at her.

"Don’t be upset, Miss Nelson. I wasn’t talking about you. Why are you so pale all of a sudden?" Selina asked casually.

Even Grandma Perry looked over with a slight frown.

Logan placed so of Selina’s favorite dishes on her plate. He didn’t even look at Riley, but his words were clearly for her. "You’re overthinking it. Vivian’s never been a concern to us."

Riley took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Is that so? Good... I guess I was just worried for nothing."

As the al wrapped up and Grandma Perry was about to rise, the butler approached with a smile. "Ma’am, you were right. The old man plans to cover the loss with his own money."

Selina blinked. The handbag brand was clearly unsalvageable, and yet Grandpa Perry still wanted to bail it out? For Alia?

Grandma Perry confird her suspicion with a cold laugh. "If we hadn’t done a paternity test, I’d think Alia was his real daughter. Look at him—throwing away his dignity like that."

Selina’s phone buzzed. She glanced at the latest headline.

Grandpa Perry had publicly apologized, promised to pull all plagiarized products off the shelves, offered a formal apology and compensation to Rowan totaling over a hundred million. Mr. and Mrs. Perry the Fourth had ekly taken the bla without once ntioning that the real person running the brand was Alia.

This whole family was really willing to burn themselves for an adopted daughter.

"Please don’t be upset, Grandma Perry," Riley said gently. "At least they learned their lesson, didn’t they?"

"And the company was saved, even if its reputation’s trashed."

Grandma Perry nodded. "Logan handled it well this ti."

Riley lit up and quickly added, "Logan, I knew it had to be your doing. After all, you and Rowan—"

She paused, glancing at Selina mid-sentence, then gave a syrupy apology, her voice dripping with smugness.

"Oh, sorry. You haven’t told Selina yet, have you?"