Chapter 73: Reclaiming Shares Half an hour earlier.
Selina stood in the kitchen, diligently searching for recipes.
Why did every recipe online look so simple, yet become impossibly difficult when she actually tried to cook?
After struggling for over 20 minutes, she finally prepped the ingredients and was ready to cook. Just as she was about to start, a sudden bang startled her.
Hot oil splattered from the pan, leaving Selina utterly confused. She instinctively looked for help.
Logan frowned and quickly walked over. With one hand, he pulled her away from the stove, and with the other, he turned off the gas burner.
Realizing she had caused trouble, Selina drooped her head. "I..."
It was the first time Logan had seen her like thisâsilly, dazed, and a little flustered. It was such a stark contrast to her usual playful and clever demeanor.
So, even Mrs. Reid had things she wasnât good at. When faced with difficulties, she showed this kind of expression.
Logan chuckled softly and spoke at an unhurried pace, "Out you go, Mrs. Reid. Iâll take care of it."
Selina was ushered out of the kitchen, left to stand there dumbfounded as she watched Logan move with quick and efficient precision. It was hard to imagine that the same hands that commanded the business world with ease were now cooking for her.
"Itâs done."
Logan finished cooking in no time, his expression calm as ever. "Try it."
Selina shifted her gaze from his face, feeling a strange sense of unreality.
But waitâLogan, the heir of the Carter Family, raised with utmost care and surrounded by a personal nutrition team, knew how to cook?
Was it just for show? Could the taste even be decent?
She took a mechanical bite, then looked up in shock. "Your cooking is amazing!"
Logan paused, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Judging by Mrs. Reidâs reaction, you seem a bit skeptical?"
Selina swallowed hard.
Who said heirs of wealthy families couldnât lift a finger in the kitchen?!
With skills like these, it was clear heâd practiced for years. But why would the Carter Family heir ever need to cook?
"When... when did you learn to cook?"
Logan replied leisurely, "Itâs simple. No need for any special training."
Selina felt an arrow pierce her heart. "..."
Still, Logan didnât hide the truth. His voice carried a quiet stillness. "I learned while studying abroad."
Selina suddenly understood. Oh... thatâs right. Grandpa Carter did send his youngest son abroad to toughen him up for a while. Maybe he picked it up back then.
Loganâs eyes gleamed, and the indifference from earlier seemed like an illusion. With a smile that didnât quite reach his eyes, he asked, "Why does Mrs. Reid want to know?"
Sensing a hint of danger, Selina quickly shook her head. "N-no reason. I was just surprised."
Logan nodded slightly. "Hmm. Iâm surprised too that the eldest daughter of the Clark Family, who was sent to the countryside, has no idea how to cook."
In the countryside, there wouldnât have been any maids to care for her. She would have needed to prepare all her meals herself. But judging by her reaction, it was obvious sheâd never stepped foot in a kitchen.
Selina froze, worried heâd see through her. Her voice instinctively rose a little. "...Because Uncle Ford took care of me!"
Logan smirked faintly but didnât expose her lie. "Is that so."
Selina thought he believed her and let out a sigh of relief.
After dinner, she went upstairs, took a nap, and woke up to find it was already past 1 a.m.
Rubbing her eyes, she decided to wash her face. At that moment, her phone buzzed with a message.
"That person is still investigating you. Be careful."
Selinaâs drowsiness vanished instantly. She narrowed her eyes.
That person had been investigating her for five years and still wouldnât give up. Wasnât it enough already?
Now theyâd even found her little villa in BW Town... Even Uncle Ford hadnât been able to trace their whereabouts. What was that person after?
Her screen lit up again with another message.
"But you donât need to worryâso far, no one has connected the hacker âLunaâ from five years ago to the name Selina."
Selina clicked her tongue. That was good to hear.
"As for the Clark Family, I followed your instructions and put pressure on them, but the direction of the rumors isnât quite what I expected... Never mind, take a look for yourself."
Curious, Selina glanced down. A video had been sent via Facebook, apparently recorded at a banquet.
In the video, she could hear people gossiping:
"I heard the Clark Groupâs Riverside Park project fell through, and they lost three hundred million for nothing!"
"How could that happen with Noah involved? And werenât there rumors that Mr. Reid was going to invest too?"
"What else could it be? Obviously, Natalia offended Mr. Reid! She went to Sapphire Valley Villa, and the collaboration got canceled..."
"Oh my God! Do you think she tried to seduce Mr. Reid?"
"Itâs not impossible! Otherwise, why would Mr. Reid and Noah both back out of the project together? What could Natalia have done to offend everyone at once?"
...
Selina blinked after watching the video.
She had only intended for the Clark Group to suffer losses. She hadnât expected outsiders to speculate that Natalia had tried to seduce Logan, and with such convincing detail at that.
Still, this worked too. It was about time Natalia got a taste of what it felt like to be publicly condemned.
...
News that Natalia had offended Logan spread across the upper circles like wildfire.
Even though it was already past 1 a.m., the ripple effects of Loganâs actions were reverberating throughout the business world, with nearly everyone speculating on the deeper meaning behind his move.
At the Carter Family villa, the lights were blazing. Ryan stood in the living room, not daring to breathe too loudly.
Old Mr. Carterâs hands were trembling as he replayed the recording Miller Butler had delivered, then furiously flung the phone aside.
"Look at this! Look at the woman you chose! What kind of nonsense is this? Twisting the truth and tarnishing Selinaâs reputationâhas she no shame?!"
Ryan opened his mouth. "Natalia, she..."
"Stop it, Dad, donât get so worked up!" Jillian rushed forward anxiously, her eyes darting nervously. "Natalia didnât say anything *that* wrong. Itâs Selinaâs fault for refusing to step aside as Ryanâs fiancée. So what if Natalia complained a little?"
"Idiot!"
Old Mr. Carter sneered coldly. "With a short-sighted mother like you, itâs no wonder Ryan fell for that illegitimate homewrecker! This entire situation is already a disgrace for the Carter Family. And yet, that homewrecker has the gall to play the victim and slander Selina in front of Mr. Reid!"
"Now look at the mess weâre in. The whole upper-class circle knows that the Carter Family is heartless and immoral, abandoning its rightful fiancée for an illegitimate daughter! If Natalia truly cared about Ryan, she wouldnât have said such things!"
Jillian swallowed nervously after being scolded, her guilt obvious. "Natalia... Natalia just has a little scheming nature. But Selina..."
"Shut up!" Old Mr. Carter snapped, his expression icy as he looked up. "Ryan, the Carter Family owes Selina. If you canât handle this properly, I will consider reclaiming your shares."
"Grandpa!"
"Dad! You canât!"
"Thatâs not fair!"
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Reclaim his shares... all because of Selina?!