Chapter 127: Instinctively Defending Him The surrounding area fell silent in an instant.
Gavin frownedâhe absolutely couldnât let Logan hear this.
"Mr. Reid, Selina and I need to catch up..."
"If you two arenât actually siblings, then having me around during your conversation shouldnât be an issue, right?" Logan chuckled lightly.
Gavinâs throat tightened. Now he truly understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot. He cleared his throat awkwardly, "Ahem... Selina, what do you think?"
Loganâs smile remained faint as he turned to her as well. "Mrs. Reid, would you mind if I joined you?"
Selina: "..."
She suddenly had the eerie feeling that if she said "no," she wouldnât survive the night.
"Well... since Logan wants to listen in, let him. After all, Mr. Hill, you donât have any secrets to tell me, do you?"
Gavin understood her hint. "Alright then, Mr. Reid, please."
The three of them walked to a secluded corner. Gavin clicked his tongue. With Logan here, it really wasnât convenient to ask certain questions.
Still, probing him a little wouldnât hurt.
Feigning casualness, Gavin said, "Mr. Reid, I wanted to ask Selina about the piano competition four years ago. Back then, you two didnât know each other, so this wouldnât concern you."
Logan remained unruffled. "Getting to know more about Mrs. Reid is never a bad thing."
Gavin raised an eyebrow. "I heard you were in City H four years ago. Did you ever meet Selina back then?"
Selina instinctively glanced at him.
Loganâs eyes narrowed slightly. Why was Gavin asking this?
Gavinâs expression turned cold. Selina might not remember that time, but he did.
Four years ago, something had happened to her. She was covered in blood, barely clinging to life.
Someone had carried her to the doorstep of a villa. When Gavin opened the door, he saw a face that bore an uncanny resemblanceâabout eighty percentâto Loganâs.
At the time, he had been so shocked by Selinaâs injuries that he hadnât even registered the person outside. By the time he came to his senses, that person was already gone.
Gavin wasnât sure if that person had been a good Samaritan who had brought Selina back or the very person who had harmed her.
If Logan was connected to the one who hurt her...
Gavinâs voice turned icy. "Whatâs wrong, Mr. Reid? Is this question too hard to answer?"
Logan replied calmly, "I wasnât at the piano competition, so naturally, I never saw her."
"I see." Gavinâs expression betrayed nothing, but his words were a clear dismissal. "Selina, my parents asked me to pass something to you. Mr. Reid, would you mind stepping away for a moment?"
Logan raised an eyebrow. Gavinâs attitude had shifted noticeably... Had something Logan just said offended him?
Was it because he claimed to have never met Selina before?
A strange feeling stirred in Loganâs heart.
He had been searching for someone from four years ago. He didnât know what that person looked like, but judging by Gavinâs reactionâit seemed he and Selina had already crossed paths long ago.
Was it her?
Had fate already delivered the very person heâd been searching for all these years right to his side?
On the other side, as Gavin and Selina walked a bit farther away, she lowered her voice and asked, "What do you mean, âfour years agoâ? I donât remember ever going to City H."
Gavin hesitated for a moment before playing it off. "Of course, you didnât. I just made that up to test Logan."
Selina frowned. "Why test him?"
Gavin narrowed his eyes. "Luna, are you defending him?"
Gavin knew Selina well. He could read her mood from a single expression or a simple sentence.
He noticed that ever since he had mentioned "testing Logan," her brows had subtly furrowedâa telltale sign that she was defending someone.
"I have no ill will toward Mr. Reid, but since youâre married to him, I need to know exactly who he is. Besides, Logan has been searching for the hacker Luna for a long time. Be careful not to get caught in your own game."
"Alright, letâs head back to the banquet hall."
As soon as Gavin left, Selina remained frozen in place, his words replaying over and over in her mind.
...She was defending Logan?
She wasnât. That was just an instinctive reaction, hardly enough to be considered "defending" him.
She just... inexplicably didnât want others to misunderstand Logan, that was all.
The banquet ended, and Selina returned to her room to rest. It wasnât long before she fell asleep.
Jack stood nearby, head lowered as he reported, "Sir, all records of the piano competition from four years ago have been deliberately erased. Thereâs nothing to trace."
Logan narrowed his eyes. "Nothing at all?"
"Yes. The force behind it originates from Country B. It was my incompetence."
Logan suddenly chuckled. Country B... again.
Justin, Kevin, Gavinâall three showed unusual concern for Selina. And coincidentally, they had all just returned from Country B.
He had already confirmed that Mrs. Reid was none other than that little trickster, Luna. But the person from four years ago... could it have been her as well?
"Sir, thereâs also the matter of the land in South City. Ameliaâs adopted son seems particularly interested in itâheâs already bribed quite a few people."
"Oh?" Logan acted as if he had only just remembered that personâs existence.
"Fine. Go ahead with the acquisition."
The next morning, guests were still lingering around.
Selina was about to head back to Sapphire Valley Villa, but as she reached the entrance, two people suddenly stormed in, blocking Loganâs path with furious expressions.
fгeeí¤ebɳoveÉ.cøm "Logan, do you have any conscience at all?!"
Selina squinted. Amelia again? Was this woman so bored that she had to go around looking for a beating?
Beside Amelia stood a man who appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six, wearing a gentle smile.
"Big brother, youâve just returned home, and youâre already upsetting Mother? You really should learn to be more patient and tolerant."
Selina recognized him instantlyâOwen Reid, the adopted son who had taken Loganâs place.
Hearing his hypocritical, saccharine words, she felt like sparks were igniting in her chest. Was this guy even speaking human language?!
Selina sneered. "Logan, whoâs this? Comes in calling you âbig brotherâ like heâs family. Not exactly the right way to force a connection, is it?"
Logan remained indifferent, his tone as casual as if he were commenting on the weather. He didnât even seem to consider the two before him as actual people.
"Mrs. Perryâs adopted son."
"Ohhhâ" Selina deliberately dragged out the sound, her tone full of meaning. "An adopted son, huh? That explains why he looks nothing like you. If you hadnât said anything, I wouldâve assumed he was the housekeeperâs kid."
Owenâs face flushed red with embarrassment, while Amelia fumed in rage. "Shut up! All of you!"
She turned to Logan, furious. "Whatâs going on with the land in South City?! Owen was just about to close the deal, and now everyoneâs suddenly turned against him, insisting on selling it to you instead!"
"Canât you stop targeting your own brother?! Youâre family!"
Hearing that, Logan raised an eyebrow.
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"Obviously, itâs because Iâm more talented than your adopted son. What other reason could there be?"
âWith Logan in the picture, who would even spare a glance at Owen?
Logan hadnât even bothered to spell it out, yet Owen and Amelia both felt like they had been slapped in the faceâagain and againâuntil their cheeks burned with humiliation!