Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Good Thing You Know Your Place

"Since you acknowledge that she’s your sister-in-law, Vivian, what makes you think that you, an adopted daughter, can be compared to my Mrs. Reid?"

Logan’s tone was indifferent. "Or rather, who gave you the confidence to believe that you’re worth 1.9 billion?"

...

The dressing room fell into a stunned silence.

Vivian’s tears clung to her lashes, her face flushed with embarrassment. "Logan, how could you say that about me...?"

Logan watched as her tears dripped onto the bracelet. Normally, a scene like this—a beautiful woman crying delicately—might be moving. But to him, it was nothing short of disgusting.

He frowned slightly, then leaned in close to Selina’s ear and murmured gently, "Jewelry that someone else has worn—we don’t need it."

Vivian’s expression froze. Logan actually despises my tears?!

Selina blinked. "Why not? It’s worth 1.9 billion. Can you help me get it back, please?"

Logan’s Adam’s apple bobbed. Mrs. Reid... Is she being coquettish to me?

Without any change in expression, he turned to his trembling assistant. "Take the jewelry off her."

As the assistant stepped forward, Vivian’s humiliation peaked.

Her arrogance was gone, replaced with pitiful, sobbing desperation.

"No! Logan, what’s the big deal if you just let me have it? If Selina is worthy of 1.9 billion, then why am I not? Everyone in this store already thinks these jewels are mine—how am I supposed to face them after this? I’d rather die!"

Logan’s voice was cold and emotionless. "Is this Amelia’s so-called good niece?"

The room fell silent for a second before he ordered, "Call Amelia."

The assistant nodded immediately. "Yes, Mr. Reid. I’ll do it now—"

"No! You can’t!" Vivian’s face turned ghostly pale.

If her aunt found out that she was flaunting her status and throwing tantrums in public, she would be finished.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Logan was actually using Amelia to rein her in—all because of Selina?!

She had barely worn the purple diamonds for ten minutes!

Tears streaming down her face, Vivian angrily yanked off the jewelry. But as she watched Selina put it on right in front of her, she clenched her teeth so hard her jaw ached. Then, in a sickly sweet voice laced with sarcasm, she sneered:

"Miss Clark looks so stunning with it on—it’s as if she’s a whole new person. Unlike me, of course, someone who has no interest in jewelry. Compared to Miss Clark, I must look so plain."

Selina: "..."

Vivian was implying something.

Mocking her for being money-hungry? Suggesting that she had no class, no exposure to wealth, while Vivian, who had grown up around luxury, was supposedly indifferent to material things?

Selina’s gaze locked onto Vivian, just about to respond—when a male voice cut in first.

Logan’s tone was as calm as ever, his voice gentle. But what he said made Vivian’s face turn deathly pale.

"Miss Perry indeed isn’t suited for luxurious jewelry. Fine jewelry must complement its wearer, and purple diamonds require a certain presence. Unfortunately, Miss Perry lacks that. But it’s admirable to know one’s limits—Miss Perry, in that regard, you’ve done quite well."

Selina nearly choked: "..."

As for Vivian, her entire face turned bright red, humiliation and fury almost making her faint.

That wasn’t what she meant!

She was mocking Selina for being tacky!

But before she could protest, the boutique’s stylist hesitantly nodded. "Actually... Miss Clark does wear it better..."

Vivian nearly exploded.

She let out a loud wail, bursting into tears as she ran out. "Logan, you’re siding with an outsider against me! I’m going to tell Aunt Amelia!"

Selina blinked her eyes: "Your good sister was mad at me and cried again."

Logan corrected: "She was mad at me and cried."

Then, his expression darkened as he turned to his assistant. "Tell Jack to handle the aftermath."

The assistant sighed internally, already full of sympathy for the store manager and staff.

They were doomed.

But honestly, they brought it upon themselves.

Mr. Reid had personally commissioned this jewelry, yet the manager never even confirmed who it was for. All for the sake of flattering the Perry Family, he simply assumed it belonged to Vivian.

A costly mistake.

After returning home, Selina admired the purple diamonds. For some reason, a sudden image flashed through her mind.

Selina’s eyes lit up. "Really?!" _{frёeωebɳovel.com}