Chapter 144: He Didnât Want to Hide It from Her Anymore As soon as the words left Selinaâs lips, the entire room fell into a dead silence.
Ameliaâs face flushed red, then turned deathly pale, her fear spreading like wildfire through her body.
It looked as if she had to use every ounce of her willpower just to keep her expression calm.
"Selina, stop spouting nonsense!" She forced a laugh before turning to Logan, "Sheâs just trying to drive a wedge between us! And youâre just going to stand there and let her?"
But Loganâs gaze was completely unreadable.
"Actually," he said, his tone light, yet firm, "I think Selina has a point."
Amelia instinctively raised her voice, trying to mask her panic.
"I favor Owen because I watched him grow up! A person isnât made of stoneâfeelings develop over time. Logan, surely you understand that?"
Selinaâs eyes flashed with ridicule.
Logan cast a casual glance at Amelia. "If youâre so certain Iâm your biological son, then whatâs the harm in a DNA test?"
Selina blinked innocently.
"Exactly! These days, you donât even need a blood sampleâjust a single hair is enough. Mrs. Perry, are you afraid?"
"I am NOT afraid!"
Ameliaâs face went ghostly pale, her voice trembling as she struggled to keep it steady.
"I just... I just think this is unnecessary! Logan is my sonâwhy should I have to prove it? Thatâs ridiculous! I have important matters to attend toâIâm leaving!"
And with that, she grabbed Owen and practically fled the room.
Selina smirked in satisfaction.
"Thatâs all sheâs got? And she still thinks she can stir up trouble?"
Logan chuckled, amusement flickering in his gaze. "Mrs. Reid, are you done playing?"
Selinaâs posture stiffened slightly, but she remained shamelessly composed.
"Playing? I wasnât playing. I was standing up for you."
Logan took a slow step forward, his voice low and teasing. "Then should I be thanking Mrs. Reid?"
Selina nodded confidently. "If you want to, I wouldnât object."
Logan studied her quietly for a long moment, then suddenly smiled.
"Should I take this as a sign that you care about me?"
...Care?
Selinaâs brain briefly short-circuited.
She had only been angry at Ameliaâs treatment of Logan.
After all, Logan had never experienced real maternal love.
She just thought it was unfair.
Did that count as caring?
Loganâs lips curled slightly. "Iâd say it does. Otherwise, why would Mrs. Reid get so worked up on my behalf?"
"Though," he added, his voice taking on a hint of admonishment, "you shouldnât be so reckless next time."
Selinaâs eyes flickered with guilt.
Okay... maybe she had been a little impulsive when she knocked Owen out cold.
If word got out, it might cause trouble for Logan.
But she still didnât think she was wrong.
Just as she was about to defend herself, Logan spoke again.
"That being said..."
"I think Mrs. Reid did a good job."
Selina: "...Huh?"
Loganâs voice was calm, unhurried.
"I never said you couldnât hit people."
"I just meant that next time, you should let me do it for youâso you donât hurt your own hands."
As he spoke, his fingers lightly traced over her reddened palm.
"Understood?"
Selinaâs mind went blank.
Waitâso when he said âreckless,â he didnât mean she shouldnât hit Owen...
He meant she shouldnât hurt herself while doing it?
Realizing this, Selinaâs face heated uncontrollably.
frÑeweÉηovel.coɱ Her thoughts became a jumbled mess.
For a few seconds, she didnât know what to say.
To cover up her flustered state, she quickly changed the subject.
"Oh, right! Logan, why does Owen call himself the âSecond Young Master of the Reid Familyâ?"
Loganâs smile deepened slightly. "Because his last name is Reid."
"But... but..."
Selina racked her brain.
Logan was supposed to be the heir of the Carter Familyâso how did Owen end up as the second young master of the Reid Family?
And even earlier, when she called Amelia âMadam Reid,â Amelia didnât correct her.
Could it be that Amelia had married someone from the Reid Family?
Then what about Logan and the Carter Family?
"...Logan."
She hesitated for a moment before asking, "Whatâs the connection between you and the Reid Family?"
Loganâs expression remained unreadable.
"If Mrs. Reid is curious, I can explain everything to you."
Then, without any further elaboration, he simply asked, "Shall we go home now?"
For some reason, his calmness put Selina at ease.
Her own nervousness slowly faded away.
She swallowed once before nodding.
"Mm... Letâs go home."
Half an Hour Later â Sapphire Valley Villa Miller, the butler, hurried forward as soon as he saw them return, lowering his voice.
"Sir, Old Mr. Carterâs assistant has been waiting for quite some time."
Selinaâs eyebrows lifted slightly.
Old Mr. Carterâs assistant?
Loganâs gaze darkened slightly. "I need to take care of something. Why donât you head upstairs?"
Just then, Selinaâs phone rang.
She wasnât ready to let the Carter Family know about her marriage to Logan, so she simply nodded and went upstairs to take the call.
Once Selina was out of sight, Loganâs expression turned cold.
"What is it?"
The assistant spoke respectfully.
"Young Master Logan, the Master requests that you return to the Carter Family estate. Do you have time?"
From the staircase, Selina heard everything.
She frowned slightly.
âYoung Master Loganâ? âReturn homeâ?!
That meant Logan must have lived with the Carter Family at some point.
But for some reason, something about it felt... off.
She recalled overhearing rumors about Logan and the Carter Family back in school, but people had always spoken about it in hushed voices, as if it were some untouchable secret.
Selina shook off the thoughtâshe wasnât interested in digging into Loganâs personal matters. Instead, she focused on her call.
"Justin? Whatâs wrongâwait, what? Uncle King is in City A?!"
"...Okay, Iâll be there soon."
...
Downstairs, Logan didnât even hesitate before rejecting the assistant outright.
The assistant didnât argue. Instead, he sighed regretfully.
"The Masterâs health is deteriorating. He truly hopes to see you once more... as his grandson."
"Young Master Logan, should you ever change your mind, please donât hesitate to contact me."
Loganâs eyes flashed with mockery.
Old Mr. Carter misses him?
What a joke.
If only his connection to the Carter Family wasnât such a closely guarded secret in high societyâheâd love to let the world see just how hypocritical and disgusting they truly were.
"Miller, from now on, no one from the Carter Family is allowed past these gates."
Miller nodded immediately. "Understood, sir. But... what if Old Mr. Carter himself shows up? The Carter Family must be regretting their past choicesâ
they might try to seek your support."
Logan lazily twirled a cherry between his fingers.
"I treat every Carter the same."
His tone was calm, but the sarcasm was razor-sharp.
Miller understood instantly. "Iâll make sure of it."
Logan continued, "And if Selina ever asks about my connection to the Carter Family, donât bother hiding it."
Miller blinked in surprise.
"Sir, but... thatâs your secret. You trust Madam that much?"
Trust?
Logan let out a soft chuckle.
That little troublemaker was only staying because she wanted Victoriaâs inheritance.
What if she decided to divorce him the moment she found out he wasnât actually a Carter?
It was best to let her know just enough.
âEnough to reassure her that even if her husbandâs last name wasnât Carter, sheâd still get her inheritance.
Besides... Logan was starting to hate keeping things from her.
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Miller bowed respectfully.
The assistantâs visit was nothing more than a minor inconvenience.
But just as that matter was settledâ
Jack suddenly pushed the door open, his face grim.
"Sir..."