Chapter 151: Shut Out at the Door She wasnât unable to refuse Loganâshe simply couldnât bear to. How could that be called being seduced by his looks?
After the kiss ended, Selina got up, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Miller Butler said that Old Mr. Carter has been looking for you a lot lately. Why donât you come to the art exhibition with me the day after tomorrow? The Carter Family doesnât have tickets, so they wonât be able to get in."
Logan glanced at his cunning Mrs. Reid and nodded warmly. "Alright."
...
Outside the door, Jack finished eavesdropping, feeling both guilty and regretful, shedding metaphorical tears over his lost sense of morality.
Mr. Reid would do anything to win over his wifeâeven saying things like that!
What weakness? What loneliness? Had Mr. Reid ever truly cared about those things?
Yet, somehow, Jack had ended up being an accomplice in his bossâs pursuit of love.
Jack silently looked up at the sky, deciding to cause some trouble for Owen. After all, if Owen hadnât stolen Mr. Reidâs rightful place and caused him to suffer for the first twenty years of his life, maybe he wouldnât have become so obsessive.
...
Two days later.
The art exhibition officially started at 9 AM. As one of the eventâs organizers, Selina arrived a little after 8.
Gordon glanced at Selina, then at Logan, and frowned deeply.
It felt like everything he had told Selina went in one ear and out the other. He had advised her not to spoil her husband too much, but after just two days, she already looked like she had been completely devoured!
Gordon rolled his eyes, deciding that ignorance was bliss. "Fine, fine, just stay in the back. Mr. Reid, if you have some free time, you can help out."
Loganâs expression was warm and composed. "It would be my pleasure."
Gordon let out a cold huff. Still pretending to be polite? "Then kindly help move these items over there."
Logan chuckled softly and bent down, handling the task with effortless grace, showing not the slightest hint of impatience.
Selinaâs gaze darted around, her voice dropping to a playful whisper. "Uncle Gordon, has Bella arrived yet?"
Gordon discreetly glanced at Logan. The man had obviously overheard, yet he merely chuckled softly, showing no objections to Selinaâs little schemes.
Seeing this, Gordonâs expression finally improved. "I already had Justin handle it. No one from the Hayes Family will be allowed in. They bullied you âthey have to pay the price."
Meanwhile, outside the exhibition venueâ
Ethan and Alice, having heard about Gordonâs exhibition, wanted to attend but couldnât get tickets. Selina had generously given them two.
Standing outside, Ethan clicked his tongue in amazement. "Itâs rare to see so many high-profile figures in one place, and theyâre all lining up. Wow, Gordon really is a national treasure of an artist."
Alice shot her younger brother a disdainful look. "Even those business and political elites are standing in line. Letâs go and queue up properly."
Ethan obediently followed her to the end of the line.
Gordonâs name carried weight, his talent undeniable. His paintings were priceless, and the tickets were incredibly scarce.
Naturally, the attendees were all prominent figures, making the line relatively quiet and orderly.
That is, until a furious female voice suddenly cut through the crowdâ
"Why arenât we allowed inside? We have tickets!"
Alice raised an eyebrow, and the onlookers instinctively turned to look.
At the front of the line stood two extravagantly dressed women who clearly hadnât bothered to queue.
One of them, a wealthy-looking lady, was red with anger, her tone indignant. "These tickets were purchased by the Hayes Family! Do you know who we are? How dare you stop us?!"
Alice smirked. "Oh, look at thatâitâs Mrs. Hayes and Bella. Ethan, didnât you used to say Bella was gentle and refined? Look at her nowânot only did she cut the line, but sheâs also getting thrown out."
Ethan had already started distancing himself from Bella ever since he overheard her trying to subtly drive a wedge between Logan and Selina.
Seeing this unfold now, he felt like Bella had changed a lot. "Mr. King is known for his good temperament. He wouldnât just kick someone out for no reason. Did the Hayes Family offend him?"
Mrs. Hayesâs face twisted in anger, feeling as though everyone was laughing at her.
The two tickets for the Hayes Family had not been easy to obtain, and she had boasted about them for quite some time. Many socialites and wealthy ladies had envied her.
Today, she had carefully styled herself to attend Gordonâs art exhibition, only to be told at the entrance that their tickets were void!
Mrs. Hayes had never suffered such humiliation before. "You better figure this out! Offending the Hayes Family will not end well for you!"
The ticket inspectorâs expression shifted slightly. "Madamâ"
"Apologies, my mother is just a bit emotional because of her deep passion for art, which makes her a little anxious."
Bella stepped forward, her voice gentle as she pleaded, "These two tickets were purchased through official channels by my father. They shouldnât be invalid."
The surrounding guests gradually started to recognize her.
"Thatâs Bella..."
"Miss Hayes has a good relationship with Mr. Reid. She wouldnât intentionally buy fake tickets."
Seeing the tension, the ticket inspector took the tickets inside. Five minutes later, Gordonâs assistant personally came out.
"Miss Hayes, Iâve spoken with Mr. King. These two tickets are indeed void. Furthermore, Mr. King has personally ordered that no one from the Hayes Family is allowed to attend this exhibition. Please leave."
Bellaâs expression froze!
The onlookers widened their eyes. Mr. King had personally banned the Hayes Family from attending? Why?
The assistant kept it brief. "Miss Hayes previously spoke disrespectfully while holding onto her ticket. Mr. King has stated that he will not allow Miss Hayes to use his tickets to cause trouble. Do you understand?"
Bellaâs face turned red, and her fists clenched.
When had she ever offended Gordon? Claiming she had abused her ticket privilege? Impossible!
Waitâ
Bella suddenly remembered. Two days ago, she had deliberately mentioned gifting her tickets to Selina, only for Selina to reject them outright.
Could it be that Gordon had found out and taken offense, thinking she had disrespected him and tainted the purity of art?
After all, Selina was a countryside bumpkin who couldnât appreciate fine paintings. Gordon must have been furious about that and decided to revoke the Hayes Familyâs invitation out of principle.
Yes, that had to be it! Gordon must have despised Selina, but since Selina didnât have a ticket in the first place, he had redirected his anger toward her instead!
Bellaâs eyes lit up as she put on an apologetic expression. "Iâm sorry. I only wanted to offer my ticket to Selina out of goodwill. I had no idea Mr. King would take offense to such a small matter..."
The crowd exchanged glances, quickly putting the pieces togetherâ
The eldest daughter of the Clark Family had grown up in the countryside. Could she truly appreciate Gordonâs art? Of course not!
For Bella to offer Selina a ticket was practically a waste. No wonder Gordon was so angry.
Mrs. Hayes quickly caught on, shrieking, "This isnât Bellaâs fault! How were we supposed to know Selina was such bad luck! Please assure Mr. King that the Hayes Family has absolutely nothing to do with Selina!"
Bella sighed helplessly, playing the part of the remorseful victim.
She was convinced that this was all Selinaâs fault and shook her head as if burdened by guilt. "Mom, forget it. This is my mistake. Letâs not bother Mr.
King anymore. We should just leave."
Mrs. Hayes was unwilling to accept this outcome. "Why should we? This is all Selinaâs fault! I wonât accept this! Let me see Mr. King! This is unfairâ"
"Does Mrs. Hayes believe this is my fault?"
Suddenly, a voice rang out from inside the exhibition hall.
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Bellaâs face went rigid.
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Waitâwhy was Selina here?!