Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 577

Chapter 577: Sealed Off

No. No, that’s not right...

A flash of terror surged in Amelia’s chest. "Selina, what are you laughing at?!"

Selina didn’t answer. She kept that faint curve of a smile, her eyes coolly fixed on Amelia, as if watching prey walk willingly into a trap.

Amelia’s composure cracked, as though a string in her mind suddenly snapped. "I asked you what you’re laughing at!"

Daniel noticed something was wrong too.

Selina had asked Amelia twice—whether the one to marry Miss Paula had to be her biological son.

And Amelia had answered yes.

After that, Selina had worn this same knowing smile.

Could it be...?

Daniel’s brow twitched. A powerful sense of dread welled up inside him.

"Mrs. Perry." Selina finally spoke, slow and deliberate. "Mrs. Perry, you’d better remember—it must be your biological son who marries Miss Paula."

"Since you’ve already taken Duke William’s twenty billion, if the one to wed Miss Paula turns out not to be your biological son, then you’ll have thoroughly offended the William family and the entire nobility of Country Y. I doubt the Reid Family can bear the consequences."

Amelia panicked, cold sweat dripping down her forehead. "What do you mean? What do you mean—Logan! Selina! Tell me clearly!"

Her shrill voice was so piercing that everyone wished they could cover their ears. "What the hell are you laughing at—ahhh!"

"Madam, bad news! Young Master Owen is missing!" A frantic voice suddenly cut through Amelia’s hysteria.

An assistant rushed in, drenched in sweat, ignoring the setting as he blurted out, "Young Master Owen’s phone won’t connect. We went to his room and discovered he’s been kidnapped! The kidnappers even left a note—please, take a look!"

...

Everyone froze.

What was going on?

Everyone knew the purpose of Amelia’s press conference today—to force Logan into a business marriage with Miss Paula.

But Owen—kidnapped? Out of nowhere? Why him?

Amelia snapped out of her daze, sweat still beading on her forehead. "What did you say?"

The assistant urged, "Madam, Young Master Owen’s phone is dead. We searched his room and found he’s been kidnapped. The kidnappers left a letter—please read it!"

In Amelia’s heart, Owen was everything. If she lost Owen, she lost everything.

She didn’t care that Logan was standing right there—she snatched the letter, her face going ghostly pale. Her body staggered half a step. "K-kidnapped..."

Her eyes suddenly snapped up, wild with fury. "It was you! Logan, it was you! That ungrateful bastard—what has your brother ever done to you, and you send people to kidnap him?! Was it you?!"

Amelia lunged like a madwoman, trying to slap Logan across the face. Logan merely stepped aside, and she crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

Everyone looked on in confusion, glancing at one another.

Logan lowered his gaze indifferently. "Owen’s made plenty of enemies outside. But no matter who comes after him, Mrs. Perry always lays the blame on me. I’m used to it."

Everyone: "..."

As much as they hated to admit it—he had a point.

Owen was a notorious spoiled brat, the kind who bullied men and harassed women. In front of Chairman Reid and Amelia he pretended to be innocent, like some delicate little flower. But in reality, his cruelty was common knowledge.

He’d offended so many people that it wasn’t surprising someone would want revenge.

"Nonsense, you’re lying!" Amelia sobbed and screamed. "My Owen is the sweetest boy—he has such a kind heart, he could never have enemies! It must be you! You’re jealous of him—it’s all you..."

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