Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 536

Chapter 536: Make Her Die Faster

After Grandpa Perry stormed off, the other two, needing to focus on damage control, slunk away as well.

At last, the old madam’s courtyard fell into true silence.

"Logan, Selina—you two are here?" Grandma Perry’s tone was calm. After so many years, she had long since seen through the Perry Family’s true nature. "Coming all the way here so late at night... come, sit."

Selina blinked in surprise. "Hm? Grandma Perry, wasn’t it you who asked someone to call Logan?"

She had assumed Logan came rushing over because Grandma Perry had summoned him. But clearly, the old madam was just as surprised to see them.

"Apologies, Grandma Perry—I was the one who called Logan."

A woman’s apologetic voice carried from the side. Riley stepped forward. "Sorry, Logan, for disturbing you and Selina at this hour. I was only worried they might harm Grandma Perry, so I..."

Then she turned to Selina with a guilty look. "Selina, I’m truly sorry. When I called, I didn’t pay attention to the time. I was only thinking of Grandma Perry, not realizing you might already be asleep."

The courtyard went quiet for a moment.

Selina’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Something about that sounded... off.

She hadn’t complained, hadn’t said a word about being tired or inconvenienced. Where exactly had she shown any reluctance? Yet here was Riley, rushing to explain, as though Selina had been put out and Riley had to justify herself.

Grandma Perry, sharp as ever, caught the undertone too. Selina hadn’t shown the slightest impatience, but Riley’s explanation painted her as unwilling to come, irritated to be disturbed—while Riley, who had stayed by the old madam’s side all along, came off as the more dutiful one.

Still, Riley had indeed helped the old madam tonight. Grandma Perry couldn’t very well repay kindness with hostility. She was hesitating over what to say when Logan suddenly turned his gaze.

"Thank you for your concern for Grandma at this late hour," he said evenly. "But in the end, this is Perry Family business. It wouldn’t be right for an outsider like you to get involved. I’ll have someone escort you home."

Then he inclined his head toward Selina. "Didn’t you say you were worried about Grandma on the way here? Go ahead and help her back to her room."

Riley’s expression stiffened.

She bit her lip, looking like a child scolded unfairly. Her voice was small, frail. "Logan, I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean—"

"Miss Nelson, why are you suddenly apologizing?"

Though Logan phrased it as a question, there wasn’t a trace of doubt in his tone. His words came slow and deliberate.

"Thanks to Miss Nelson’s call, Selina and I were able to arrive. But still—Miss Nelson is neither a relative nor blood to Grandma. To linger here, mixing yourself into the Perry Family’s private affairs, would inevitably cause problems."

He spoke with cold precision. "So, Miss Nelson, why don’t you head back for now? Am I wrong?"

Riley’s hands curled into fists. She heard the warning behind his words.

Her throat tightened. If she left now, her plans would crumble. Forcing a smile, she drew in a deep breath.

"Grandma Perry suffered a terrible shock tonight. I’ll stay a while longer—just in case there’s anything she needs during the night. Logan, you don’t need to worry about me."

With that, she hurried away.

In truth, Riley had known Amelia would cause trouble tonight. She’d deliberately waited for the moment of greatest chaos to call Logan, certain he would come.

And she had chosen midnight on purpose—when Selina would surely be asleep. If Selina didn’t come along, Riley would look like the only one who cared.

—She, an outsider, was showing concern for Grandma Perry. While Selina, Logan’s wife, ignored the old woman even after knowing she’d been frightened.

Add in the fact that Riley and Logan had grown up together, childhood sweethearts, and what would public opinion say then?

But Riley hadn’t counted on Selina showing up too.

How hateful!

Inside the room.

Selina blinked. The man leaned down, his voice low. "It’s late. Grandma needs her rest too. Whatever needs saying, we’ll talk in the morning."

Finally, Selina nodded and left with the butler.

Logan’s tone shifted, carrying a promise. "Trust me—it won’t be long now."

Grandma Perry lifted her gaze. "Logan, speaking from an elder’s selfishness, I don’t want you entangled with Amelia any longer."

Logan promised, "It’ll be soon. I was planning to finish this next month, but I didn’t expect Amelia to latch onto Duke William."

Grandma Perry arched a brow. "So?"

Logan inclined his head, voice cool. "So I’ll just have to make Amelia die a little faster."

Grandma Perry smiled in satisfaction—though her expression quickly darkened. "But you said it yourself: Amelia has Paula’s backing. And how will you prove she isn’t truly your mother’s child?"

Logan’s lips curved faintly. "Simple."

He didn’t elaborate on the method, only said, "Amelia only truly cares about Owen, doesn’t she?"

Grandma Perry thought for a moment, then nodded.

...

The next morning.

Because of Selina’s video the night before, Perry Group’s stock price plummeted. Grandpa Perry and Amelia were nearly frantic.

In the end, it was Amelia who calmed the shareholders—because—

Amelia promised that Miss Paula would invest two hundred billion into both the Perry Group and the Reid Group.