The air suddenly fell into a dead silence.
Amelia nearly lost her breath.
Owen couldn’t hold back. "Selina, stop stirring things up—"
"Stirring things up?" Selina feigned surprise. "All I did was point out the truth. Mrs. Perry can’t even bring herself to punish Owen, yet she claims to care about Logan? Logan, let’s go."
"I can see Mrs. Perry still doesn’t take you seriously. All that talk about wanting to see her son as a mother’s duty—it’s just nonsense. Don’t believe her. She called you back for no good reason."
With that, Selina shook her head and started walking out.
Logan gave a slight nod. "Mm, let’s go."
"Wait, Logan...!" Amelia’s throat caught, panic flooding her. She couldn’t let him walk away today!
Selina didn’t slow her steps. "Mrs. Perry hasn’t shown the slightest sincerity. How can anyone believe she’s truly repentant? It’ll just be the same old game—letting Owen strut around while Logan suffers. Better to leave this kind of home behind. Come on, let’s go."
Her voice wasn’t quiet. Many heard her—including the side-branch members of the Reid Family who had come after hearing that Miss Paula was visiting.
Everyone knew why Amelia had called Logan back. Hearing Selina’s words, their expressions stiffened in awkward discomfort.
Paula shot Amelia an irritated glare. Amelia bit her lip hard, then spun around sharply. "Owen, do you admit you were wrong?"
Owen froze, completely dumbfounded. "I—I..."
Amelia signaled him desperately with her eyes. Owen finally caught on and lowered his head, as if bearing unbearable humiliation. "I know I was wrong. Big Brother, I’m sorry."
Amelia forced a smile. "Logan, you heard him. Owen has apologized. No matter what, we’re still a family..."
"That’s it?" Selina raised a brow. "One little ’sorry’ and it’s over? Those who know what really happened understand just how serious Owen’s offense was, how much trouble he caused. But to outsiders, looking at him with that pitiful expression, it almost seems like Logan is the bully here, forcing him to apologize."
Amelia’s fists clenched tight, nearly grinding her teeth to dust. She had already boasted in front of Miss Paula—that she, as Logan’s mother, could make the decision on the marriage alliance.
Because of that promise, Paula had agreed to invest two hundred billion into the Reid Group. Two hundred billion!
Once Logan married into Country Y’s royal family, that money would be Owen’s.
For the sake of two hundred billion and the future of the Reid Group, she had to endure!
Thinking of this, Amelia suddenly turned and slapped Owen hard across the face.
Owen stared at her in disbelief. "Mom!"
"Owen! I know you’ve already admitted your mistakes, but punishment is still necessary. Otherwise, people will think I’m playing favorites! In my heart, Logan is my son!"
Amelia forced herself not to look at Owen’s expression. Instead, she squeezed out a smile. "Logan, the reason I’ve been strict with you is because you’re my own child. And I’ve doted on Owen because he’s my sister’s son—I couldn’t be too harsh on him. Surely you can understand that?"
Logan’s face remained calm, his eyes sliding toward Amelia’s sycophantic smile. His voice was detached. "If that’s the case, then carry out the family law."
"...Logan!" Amelia had never expected this. She had already slapped Owen—yet he still demanded the family law?!
"Big Brother, I know it’s all my fault. Don’t worry, I’ll request the family law myself later."
It had been a long time since anyone had tried to snatch her husband right in front of her. Honestly, it was almost amusing.
Paula reached for Logan’s hand boldly. "I’ve already told my father, and he gave me permission to spend the night out with you. Let’s go!"
Logan simply took a calm step back, letting her grasp at empty air.
The room fell silent.
A low, mocking laugh escaped him. His light gray eyes were flat, devoid of warmth. "Do we know each other?"
Paula’s smile froze.
"You... you don’t recognize me?!"
She, Miss Paula—the daughter of Duke William—famous throughout Country Y! Logan had been there many times, had even been invited by the royal family more than once. How could he not know her?!
In Paula’s world, she was the center of everything. It was impossible anyone wouldn’t recognize her. Logan must be pretending!
She realized instantly—it had to be Selina’s jealousy! That was why "Brother Logan" wouldn’t acknowledge her!
Paula burned with rage. She shot Selina a venomous glare and sneered, "Brother Logan, in our Country Y, jealous women are despised! You’re the husband, the head of the household—I understand that much. You should go wherever you please, with whomever you please. Why should you let this old hag’s face dictate anything?"
Selina had to admit—she was stunned.
And then Paula lunged again, this time clutching Logan’s hand through his sleeve.

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