Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74: Moral Blackmail

Jillian was both furious and anxious. How could the old man be so blind and biased?

What was so good about Selina? That ugly scar on her neck, her lack of grace, and her inability to be a good, gentle wife—she might as well have died early!

Natalia was the true blessing. Why couldn’t the old man see that?

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Ryan quickly spoke up. "Grandpa, don’t worry! I’ll make sure Natalia clears things up and apologizes to Selina. I won’t let Selina feel wronged!"

Old Mr. Carter studied him for a long moment before sighing. "Remember, you must ensure Selina forgives you. The Carter Family owes her too much."

Ryan didn’t understand—what exactly did the Carter Family owe Selina?

Sure, she had saved his life when they were kids, but what else?

Old Mr. Carter didn’t elaborate. "Your uncle is returning soon, and I’ll be handing the Carter Family over to him. He doesn’t have a deep relationship with you. Ryan, if you don’t grow up, even I won’t be able to help you."

Ryan trembled and lowered his head in humiliation. "Understood, Grandpa."

...

Clark Family.

Natalia’s face was twisted with rage. The rumors were becoming more bizarre by the minute, with everyone speculating that she had tried to seduce Logan. Even the Carter Family had called to inquire.

It was Selina who had seduced Logan!

But she couldn’t explain why she had offended him. If news spread that she had schemed her way into being the other woman while slandering the original fiancée, things would only get worse!

"Ughhh!" Natalia screamed in frustration, sweeping everything off the table before collapsing into Katie’s arms in tears.

"Mom! Why didn’t you kill Selina fifteen years ago? Why didn’t you get rid of her?!"

Katie was just as angry, unable to sleep from the frustration. "Don’t worry, Natalia. I’ll find a way to teach that little wretch a lesson."

"What lesson? She’s already trampling all over me! And now the Clark Group is losing its funding—wahhh..."

Katie gritted her teeth. "Don’t panic. First thing tomorrow morning, go to the Carter Family and apologize to Old Mr. Carter."

"That old—"

"Natalia!" Katie’s eyes flashed with warning. "Old Mr. Carter feels guilty about something involving Victoria, which is why he’s so protective of Selina. You must play along with him on this matter. Otherwise, you’ll never marry into the Carter Family."

"But Old Mr. Carter doesn’t have long to live. The Carter Family will soon be handed over to his youngest son—Ryan’s uncle."

"Stabilizing Old Mr. Carter now and securing your marriage to Ryan is the most important thing!"

Natalia cried as she smashed things, bitterness festering in her heart. Yet she had no choice.

Once she married Ryan, she would make sure Selina disappeared for good!

After calming Natalia down, Katie was about to return to her room when her phone rang.

On the line was Robert, drunk and slurring. "Sis, give me another half a million. I’m out of money."

Katie felt nothing but disgust, but knowing she still had use for Robert, she tried to placate him. "Robert, the Clark Group just lost three hundred million. We don’t have money to give you."

Robert began shouting and causing a scene. Katie’s eyes narrowed as an idea struck her.

"But you could ask Selina for money. She inherited part of Victoria’s estate—she has plenty."

"She’s easy to manipulate. Just make a scene in a crowded place, claim you’re her uncle, and she’ll have no choice but to pay you."

...

The next afternoon, after class, one of Selina’s classmates approached her with a request.

"Selina, I have an urgent matter and need to go home, but I have a part-time job at LS Plaza. Can you cover my shift? I’ll pay you."

Selina had a good relationship with her classmates, and the job was only two hours long. Conveniently, she also had something to do at LS Plaza.

"Sure. Which store? Send me the address."

Her classmate thanked her profusely, quickly handing over the address and work badge.