Chapter 145: Rejecting Her Apology Gift "Sir, Miss Bella just called. She has two tickets to the Gordon art exhibition and wants to offer them to you and Madam as an apology."
Jack wasnât sure how the Hayes Family had the audacity to call after everything that had happened. But as an assistant, it wasnât his place to question ordersâonly to relay them.
Loganâs eyes narrowed slightly. "Bella?"
Since his grandmotherâs birthday banquet, he hadnât heard that name.
The Gordon art exhibition...
A scoff left Loganâs lips. "Reject it."
Jack had already expected this response.
After all, most people didnât know, but he didâGordon and Mr. Reid had a personal connection.
If Logan wanted to attend, he certainly didnât need Bellaâs tickets.
...
When Bella received the rejection, her smile stiffened slightly.
"...I see. Understood."
She hung up and sighed helplessly.
Sitting across from her in a high-end shopping mall café, Rose Hayes curiously leaned in.
"Whatâs wrong, Bella? Selina didnât want the tickets?"
Bella had been in a sour mood all afternoon.
After some prying, Rose had found out that she had offended Selina and was trying to find a way to make amends.
When Bella mentioned owning two Gordon exhibition tickets, Rose had suggested using them as a peace offering.
But judging by Bellaâs expression, it was obvious the plan had failed.
"What? Youâre kidding." Rose looked utterly disdainful. "Selina has no taste whatsoever? Does she even know who Gordon is?"
Gordon.
A living legend in the art world.
He had won countless international awards since childhood and mastered every artistic style.
His exhibitions were rare, and every attendee was either rich or powerfulâeven the President had personally attended several times.
Even a prestigious family like the Hayes had only managed to secure two tickets.
And yet Selina turned them down?!
Unless... she had no idea who Gordon was.
Rose sneered. "Bella, sheâs just a clueless country bumpkin. Itâs wasted on her."
Bella bit her lip.
But deep down, a sense of superiority bloomed within her.
She was right... Selina had grown up in the countryside.
Forget Gordonâs paintingsâshe probably didnât even know his name.
Thatâs why Logan had rejected the offer so quickly.
He mustâve been embarrassed that Selina wouldnât even understand the art.
But Bella was different.
She had been immersed in high-society culture from birthâwhat could Selina possibly compare to?
Bella sighed with feigned pity. "Youâre right. Not everyone can appreciate art. Itâs not her faultâshe was raised in the countryside. Itâs only natural she wouldnât understand Gordonâs work."
...
Sapphire Valley Villa.
Jack had just hung up when he noticed Selina rushing downstairs, not even bothering to change.
Logan paused, fingers still idly twirling a pen.
"Mrs. Reid, going out?"
Selina grabbed her bag in a hurry. "I wonât be home for dinner."
Loganâs expression darkened slightly.
But when he spoke, his tone remained gentle. "Alright. Be careful."
Selinaâs heart warmed.
Logan was so good to her.
What had she done to deserve such a great husband?
Jack could sense Loganâs mood shift and hesitated before asking quietly, "Shall I have someone follow Madam?"
Loganâs gaze lingered on Selinaâs disappearing figure.
For a moment, the possessive urge in his chest burned fiercely.
But he took a breathâforcing it down.
"...She doesnât like being followed."
If he liked her, if he wanted to protect her, he had to give her space.
Logan closed his eyes briefly, restraining the violent possessiveness clawing at his chest.
No rush.
He had time.
...
Selina had just taken a call from Justin upstairs.
Gordon was in City A and wanted to meet for dinner.
Naturally, she was thrilled and rushed out immediately.
She stood outside the shopping district, eagerly waiting.
Before long, a tall, ethereal figure entered her sight, walking alongside Justin.
Selinaâs eyes lit up.
She ran over excitedly.
"Uncle Gordon!"
Gordon, a man in his early forties, carried an undeniable air of elegance and artistic arrogance.
His features were marked by time, but his presence was calm, refinedâalmost otherworldly.
Seeing Selina approach, he merely gave a small nod.
"Still so naughty"
Selina was still buzzing with excitement.
"Uncle Gordon, what brings you to City A in person?"
A subtle flicker of emotion passed through Justinâs gaze, but he said nothing.
Gordon glanced over Selinaâs shoulder before smiling lightly.
"I heard you got married. Whereâs your husband? Why isnât he here?"
Selina froze for a moment.
Uncle Gordon and she hadnât seen each other in ages, and yet the first thing he asked wasnât whether she was doing wellâ
He asked about Logan?
Scratching the back of her head, she replied, "Heâs at home. I... never told him about you."
Gordon frowned slightly. "Selina, youâre married now. Why are you still acting like a child? There shouldnât be secrets between husband and wife."
Selina huffed.
Oh, so now keeping secrets is a problem?
Logan was clearly hiding his connection to the Carter Family from herâ
Why was she the only one who wasnât allowed her own little secrets?
But Gordon quickly moved on from the topic.
"So, how did you and this Mr. Reid meet?"
Selina blinked.
"Why are you so interested in him?"
Gordonâs throat tightened.
Of course, he was interestedâbecause Gavin told him that Logan looked almost identical to that man from four years ago.
The moment Gordon heard that, he had booked the earliest flight to City A.
But he couldnât tell Selina that.
Instead, he smiled gently. "Because heâs you husband. Naturally, I should know more about him."
Selina shrugged. "Oh... we met at the Marriage Bureau entrance. Nothing as romantic as youâre imagining."
Marriage Bureau entrance?
Gordon and Justin exchanged glances before subtly shaking their heads.
It seemed Selina hadnât remembered anything.
Was that a good thing... or a bad thing?
Perhaps it was for the best. That man had clearly hurt her deeply.
If Logan wasnât that man, then there was nothing to worry about.
But if he was...
Gordon wasnât sure what would happen once Selinaâs memories returned.
His chest tightened with a wave of concern.
"Come on, let Uncle Gordon buy you some clothes."
...
The three of them arrived at a luxury shopping mall.
Justin ran into a business associate and stepped away for a brief chat, leaving Gordon to drag Selina into a boutique.
He had barely begun to ask how she had been living in City A these past two years when a familiar female voice reached their ears.
"Cousin, who are you giving the Gordon exhibition tickets to? His art shows are impossible to get intoâyou canât waste them."
Selina blinked.
Wow. Uncle Gordon really was famous.
Even shopping, she could hear people gushing over him.
Another woman sighed in exasperation.
"I guess Iâll just go alone. As for the other ticket, I havenât decided yet. I originally bought them as an apology gift, but... sigh."
Selina paused mid-step.
That voice... why did it sound so familiar?
It sounded a lot like Bella...
Then, a sharp, condescending voice followed.
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ï¤Chapter 144: He Didnât Want to Hide It from Her Anymore Apocalypse: The Supporting Actress Made a Comeback ï¤Chapter 739 - 395 Bite back Shadow Slave ï¤Chapter 2468 Home Bitter Home "Cousin, why are you still thinking about Selina?! Giving her the ticket is a waste. Sheâs just some country bumpkinâwhat does she know about art?"
Gordon, who had been casually flipping through clothing racks, suddenly furrowed his brows.
"?"
Were these two...
insulting his Selina?
Saying she didnât understand art?
Saying she didnât deserve to attend his exhibition?
How ironic.
Because Selina...
was one of the exhibitionâs organizers.