Chapter 230: Stepping Out of the Love Triangle "Logan... Amanda just had a moment of poor judgment. In the future, sheâllâ"
Logan smirked, eyes cool. "Miss Angelica, are you trying to plead on Amandaâs behalf?"
Amanda looked at Angelica with desperate hope.
Angelica couldnât just let Amanda take the fallâAmanda was her right hand. "Logan, Amanda will find a way to make it up to Selina. Itâs not like she actually caused any real harm..."
"Iâm not saying she should go to jail."
Loganâs tone stayed detached. "But sheâs no longer fit to be your assistant. Or stay in the industry at all."
Angelica felt a chill run down her spine.
He was forcing her to cut off her own arm.
Amanda had always handled the dirty work behind the scenes. Without her...
"No, no way!" Amandaâs eyes went wide as she frantically shook her head. "Angelica, please, help me! You know how much you need meâhow important I amâyou canât just let me go..."
Angelica bit her lip, about to beg for Amanda, but Logan cut in lightly.
"Someone needs to take responsibility for this. If Amanda wonât, then itâll be you, Miss Angelica."
The hospital room fell dead silent.
Angelicaâs face darkenedâLogan owed her his life. And now he was threatening her?
If Amanda didnât take the fall... she would.
Angelica took a deep breath, then suddenly turned to Amanda with resolve. "Loganâs right. You made a huge mistake, and losing your job is already the merciful outcome. Resign. Iâll find a new manager."
Amandaâs knees buckled. "Angelica?" she whispered in disbelief.
Angelica had sacrificed even her own mother beforeâwhat was Amanda in comparison? "Itâs jail or resignation. Any sane person would know which one to pick. Right, Amanda?"
Amanda saw there was no way out. She collapsed to the floor in a daze.
Logan had seen enough. He turned to leave, but Angelica called out to him.
She bit her lip. "Logan... my birthday partyâs coming up. Will you come?"
Logan paused. "Angelica, Iâve already fulfilled both conditions I promised you. You still want me there?"
Angelica didnât hesitate. "Of course, Logan, Iâ"
"Fine."
Logan cut her off calmly. "Just donât regret it, Miss Angelica."
Angelica watched him leave, fists clenched.
Regret? Not a chance.
She was going to hold on to Logan, no matter what. Sheâd seen enough in the industry to know: fake stories, if marketed well enough, could become real.
She wasnât Mrs. Reid nowâbut what if everyone believed she was?
Where would that leave Selina?
At least for now, Logan was still willing to attend her birthdayâand all because she was his so-called savior.
Angelicaâs eyes turned cold. That secret had to stay buried. Selina was in the way... way too much in the way.
...
Selina had just gotten into the car when her phone rang. It was Angelica.
"Selina, what a shame. Looks like Iâve won again today. Honestly, why do you keep going against me like this?"
Selina didnât bother playing nice. "You won? Angelica, you already threw two people under the bus to save yourselfâKatie and Amanda."
"What happens next time your schemes fall apart? Whoâs taking the hit then? James?"
Angelicaâs face darkened instantly, her voice tight with rage. "So what? At least Mr. Reid thinks Iâm innocent. Heâs still coming to my birthday party..."
Then, with a smug, mocking tone, she added:
"Oh right, I almost forgotâitâs your birthday too, isnât it? Did Logan even say a word about it? Some âMrs. Reidâ you are. Honestly, maybe you should just get a divorce and step aside."
Selina let out a dry chuckle, totally unfazed. "Divorce? Sure. Iâll walk away with half of Loganâs assets. Just donât cry when that happens, dear sister."
"Selina, youâ!"
Selina didnât let her finish. Click. She hung up the call without hesitation.
But her face didnât match her toneâshe wasnât as calm as she sounded.
Their birthdays were on the same day, yet Logan only remembered Angelicaâs?
Her phone buzzed nonstop with headlines like âMr. Reid & Superstar Angelica: Wedding Bells Soon?â as if their relationship was perfectly natural.
Celebrities lined up to send congratulations.
A bitter feeling welled up inside her, turning into a surge of impulse. "Turn the car around. Take me to Sapphire Valley Villa."
Thirty minutes later, she arrived. Without a word, she headed straight for the study on the second floor.
She clearly remembered putting the prenup in the drawer, but after searching for half an hour, it was nowhere to be found. Frustrated, she started to standâonly to bang her head hard on the edge of the desk.
Bangâ
Her vision spun. She lost balance and fell straight into a strong pair of arms.
"You hit your head? Let me take a look."
Logan had rushed back the moment he found out she returned to Sapphire Valley Villa. Just as he walked in, he saw her hit her head. "Youâve got a bump. Iâll get some ointment."
Selinaâs face went pale from the pain, but when she saw who it was, she forced herself to hold it in. "Youâre trying the wrong tricksâIâm not Angelica.
That crap doesnât work on me."
Thinking of Angelicaâs arrogant words, and the rumors flooding the internet, her chest tightened with sour frustration.
She used to be willing to fight Angelica head-on. But now? She didnât want to be the glue holding their drama-filled relationship together. If backing out was the only way, so be it.
"I and Angelicaâ"
"âhave nothing to do with me."
Logan looked down. He could tell she was truly mad.
He didnât try to explain. Instead, he gently asked, "What are you looking for? Iâll help you."
Selina froze for a moment, then replied flatly, "The prenup. I want to see what procedures I need to file for divorce."
The air in the study went still.
Logan felt like the ground had just dropped out from under him. His voice dropped to a whisper, full of tension. "No."
Selinaâs temper flared instantly.
When she didnât want a divorce, Angelica schemed nonstop. Now that she did want one, Logan showed up to block her. What was thisâsome sick game?
"You think saying ânoâ is enough? Divorce is my choice. My freedom. You donât get a say."
Loganâs voice was low, controlled. "Without my consent, itâs not happening."
Selina suddenly stopped, something clicking in her mind. Then she smiled.
"Fine. We donât have to divorce. Plenty of couples stay married on paper and live totally separate lives. A thin little marriage certificate wonât hold me down. And just so you knowâeven with a husband, Iâve still got plenty of people lining up to chase me..."
Beep beep beep...
As soon as the words left her mouth, her phone rang.
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ï¤Chapter 229: The Truth Doesnât Matter Apocalypse: The Supporting Actress Made a Comeback ï¤Chapter 739 - 395 Bite back Shadow Slave ï¤Chapter 2468 Home Bitter Home She glanced down at the caller ID and raised an eyebrow. "Speak of the devil. See? Thereâs one now. Mr. Reid, maybe step aside a little?"
Logan looked down and saw the name: Jacob.