Chapter 9: Chapter 9

Chapter 9: A Flawless Victory The auction hall was plunged into a deathly silence as everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on Selina, waiting for her response.

Natalia lowered her head slightly, tears glistening in her eyes, her tone soft and pleading. "Sister, I’m begging you on behalf of those poor children in the mountains. Please, let this go, okay?"

Selina chuckled coldly, her gaze as frosty as ice. She enunciated every word, her tone laced with disdain: "Donating my mother’s keepsake under your name so everyone can praise you? What a calculated move."

Natalia immediately shook her head, her eyes brimming with apparent grievance as her voice took on a slight tremor. "That’s not what I meant, Sister.

It’s just... as the eldest daughter of the Clark Family, you’ve always lived a life of luxury. You probably can’t understand how hard life is for those children. I only wanted to do my small part to help them. The name may be mine, but I don’t care about such empty titles. Sister, why must you hold on to this so tightly?"

Katie clasped her hands over her mouth, tears streaming down her face, her voice trembling with a mix of sorrow and reproach. "Even if my daughter was wrong, it was for the sake of those poor children! Selina, don’t be so stubborn. Be reasonable, stop being selfish..."

fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm Selina’s gaze turned icy, and her voice rose sharply: "Who said I didn’t want to donate the necklace?"

She stepped closer to Natalia, her tone as cutting as a blade. "Natalia, I’ve never met someone as shameless as you! Using my mother’s keepsake to earn your fame, then turning around and accusing me of selfishness?"

Turning to sweep her eyes over the audience, her voice became even firmer. "Since the necklace has already been donated, I won’t take it back. But the donor’s name must be my mother’s! Parading stolen items as your own for glory—sister, aren’t you being just a bit too greedy?"

Selina’s words rang out clearly, silencing the room once more. She turned to the host, her expression resolute. "As Victoria’s daughter, I hereby donate this ’Eternity of the Stars’ necklace worth 60 million in my mother’s name."

The host was momentarily stunned but quickly recovered and nodded vigorously. "Of course, Miss Clark. Please, come this way to sign the documents."

As Selina moved to sign, her gaze landed on the trio—James, Katie, and Natalia—her expression cold and unyielding. "Father may disregard my mother’s existence and give away her keepsakes to the daughter of a mistress. But I won’t! If no one else will seek justice for her, I will."

Natalia’s face alternated between pale and crimson, her fingers digging deep into her palms as she trembled with barely contained fury. Why? Why does Selina always have to target me like this? It’s just a dead woman’s necklace—was it worth ruining my reputation?

The expressions of the guests began to shift, their gazes toward the Clark family trio filled with disgust and disdain.

"After everything’s come to light, Natalia still has the audacity to act aggrieved. It’s revolting."

"The eldest Miss Clark never said she wouldn’t donate the necklace—she just asked to change the name to Victoria’s. Natalia’s hostility is beyond petty."

"Mr. Clark’s favoritism is absolutely outrageous. The eldest daughter has nothing, while that mother-daughter pair enjoy the spoils of the first wife’s estate. What a disgrace!"

James’s face was as white as a sheet, his body swaying as though he might collapse at any moment.

Just then, the host approached Selina with an air of deep respect. "Miss Clark, one moment, please."

Selina paused, lifting her gaze to him with a slight arch of her brow.

The host took a deep breath and announced in a loud, clear voice: "Our boss has decided that by exposing the truth and donating the ’Eternity of the Stars’, you, Miss Clark, are the true honoree. Therefore, this medal will be awarded to you."

It was the very medal originally intended for Natalia!

Selina’s gaze shifted to Natalia’s face, now twisted with a mix of rage and humiliation. Her lips curled into a faintly mocking smile. "Thank your boss for me."

The host nodded, then his expression turned steely as he issued a chilling order: "Our boss has also declared that these three individuals are no longer welcome here. Security, escort them out!"

The security guards showed no mercy as they grabbed James and his family, escorting them out of the auction hall without hesitation. Natalia was so furious she was on the verge of losing her mind.

She, the pride of the Clark Family, the beloved pearl everyone adored—when had she ever suffered such humiliation? For years, she had kept Selina beneath her feet, yet today, it was she who was being thrown out like trash. Why? Why does that wretched Selina get to stand there, watching me make a fool of myself?

...

After the auction concluded, Selina quietly exited through the back door. She lowered her head, pulling out her phone to call for a ride when a voice suddenly called out behind her.

"Selina!"

She turned to see Ryan striding toward her, his face clouded with irritation.

Selina frowned, her mood instantly soured by the sight of his familiar face. "Good dogs don’t block the way. Kindly scram."

Ryan’s expression darkened, his tone accusatory. "Selina, what’s wrong with you today? Do you have any idea how much you embarrassed Natalia?

Even if that necklace really was your mother’s keepsake, couldn’t you have handled it privately?"

Selina let out a soft laugh, her eyes glinting with cold amusement. "I embarrassed her? Are you saying I should’ve quietly handed over my mother’s keepsake and told her, ’Take it, dear sister, since you like it so much’?"

Ryan flushed red at her words but stubbornly persisted. "Why not? You’re sisters! Her glory is your glory too. Why do you have to make things difficult for her at every turn?"

Selina stared at him for a few seconds before her expression shifted to one of mock seriousness. "Mr. Carter, did you forget to close your skull after your last shower?"

Ryan froze, then realized what she meant. His face twisted with rage. "Selina!" He grabbed her wrist, his voice boiling with anger. "Natalia’s been putting up with you for years. What more do you want? Even if she’s made mistakes, it’s because you pushed her to it! Do you even realize how hard it’s been for her? Why can’t you learn from Natalia’s kindness?"

Selina’s expression turned icy.

Natalia? Kindness?

She saved Ryan’s life, only for him to side with that illegitimate girl against her, and she wasn’t supposed to feel hurt?

Those two women took everything from her, driving her into a corner, and she wasn’t supposed to feel anguish?

Tired of wasting time, Selina sneered and twisted her wrist sharply, effortlessly freeing herself from Ryan’s grip. Her voice was calm and cutting.

"You’re right. I’m not as kind as Natalia."

Ryan froze, the meaning of her words still sinking in when a sudden, sharp pain shot through his knee. With a loud "thud," he crumpled to the ground.

Selina had kicked him.

"You dare kick me?!" Ryan roared, his face livid.

Selina withdrew her foot and gave him an indifferent glance. Her tone was steady and unbothered. "That’s right. After all, I’m not as kind as Natalia.

Mr. Carter, why don’t you just stay kneeling here for a while?"

"Selina, what are you so proud of?"

Ryan was humiliated and furious. The anger in his chest almost burned him to ashes. All his emotions burst out at once.

"I know you are married, but that man is willing to marry you just because he is an Impotence men! If you leave me, you are only worthy of finding this kind of stuff!"

That day, after Jillian was ridiculed by Selina at Celestial Feast and went home, she angrily told Ryan that she ran into Selina at Celestial Feast, the two had a big fight, and Selina was with a man.

Although Ryan betrayed Selina, he felt very uncomfortable when he heard that she was with another man so quickly. After checking, he found out that Selina was actually married!

But no matter how he investigated, he could not find any information about her husband. But how could a good man marry a woman who was publicly abandoned by her fiancé at the wedding and has a reputation for being promiscuous? What good can this man be? He must be an old, ugly, Impotence loser!

Just like that, Ryan used his own guess as an attack against Selina.

Selina’s eyes narrowed slightly. She turned back to him, her voice cold and indifferent. "Whatever my husband is or isn’t, it’s not your place to comment. Whether he’s capable or not, I don’t know. But as for you, Mr. Carter... you might soon find yourself impotent.."

With that, she swung her foot again, this time kicking him squarely between the legs. A guttural scream tore from Ryan’s throat as Selina calmly turned and walked away.

...

As Selina walked, Ryan’s words replayed in her mind.

He said her husband was "impotent." But Logan was Ryan’s uncle—he wouldn’t make such a claim without basis.

Her thoughts drifted to Ethan, Logan’s close friend and a doctor. She recalled his reaction upon hearing about Logan’s marriage. Ethan had been visibly shocked, almost as if he knew something she didn’t.

Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle'

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However, just as she turned around to head back, she froze in her tracks.

Logan was leaning against the glass door nearby, arms crossed, his posture both lazy and imposing. His cold, sharp gaze locked onto her, and it was impossible to tell how long he had been standing there.