Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 593

Chapter 593: Put to Shame

Everyone turned to look at Hannah.

Hannah’s face went pale, but she forced a smile. Even though all eyes were on her, she absolutely couldn’t show weakness. She couldn’t admit that the "beneficiary" Aaron referred to was her.

Selina couldn’t help but admire Hannah’s psychological resilience.

Aaron cast Hannah a calm glance. "No matter. I’ll personally investigate and find out who tried to harm Selina. Selina, you’re hurt. Do you still want to attend the banquet?"

Selina shook her head.

Aaron said, "Very well. I’ll have the guests dismissed."

Ava finally found her chance to speak and quickly jumped in. "Big Brother, the guests have been waiting for so long. If you send them away now, won’t they resent the Hill Family? Isn’t this just playing them for fools?" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Then she turned to Selina. "Selina, you’re being far too willful..."

Before she could finish, Aaron’s eyes hardened, his voice cold as ice. "Ava, what—do you think the Hill Family’s eldest daughter should greet guests while bleeding and in pain?"

"Resent the Hill Family? Even if the banquet were canceled simply because Selina didn’t feel like coming, that would be her choice. What does it have to do with you?"

Ava’s face flushed. "Big Brother, I didn’t mean—"

"Mind your own business. The Hill Family doesn’t need an outsider meddling."

Ava’s eyes reddened, nearly faint with rage.

As Aaron expected, the guests felt no resentment. The attendees were divided into two camps: those who wanted to side with Matt remained outside, while most of those inside the banquet hall were invited by Aaron.

So when they learned the banquet was canceled because of Selina’s car accident, many drew in sharp breaths.

"A car accident? That driver clearly meant to kill her—what kind of grudge is that?"

"What grudge could a driver have with Miss Clark? If there’s a grudge, it’s with..."

Several meaningful glances turned toward Hannah.

Hannah gave a quick signal, and when she saw Selina and Aaron step inside, she hurried to Matt’s side, her expression grim. "Dad..."

Damn it. The plan from thirty years ago had gone so smoothly. If that was the case, then why did Jeff have to return? Why couldn’t Victoria have just died cleanly?

Matt’s expression was dark and brooding. He gave a slight shake of his head, his gaze flicking toward Ava.

Hannah’s eyes lit up. "Dad, you mean..."

Matt’s voice was heavy with implication. "There’s still one pill left—the last one. If Logan were to take it..."

Meanwhile, Aaron led Selina into the villa. "Even though you and Mr. Reid don’t live here at the Hill estate, your room has been prepared. See if you like it."

He added, "It’s a new room, on the third floor, east wing. It has a terrace. Right next door is your mother’s old room. Hannah had occupied it before, but after Father returned, he had it taken back, cleaned, and restored to how it was."

It was just a pity—the room could be restored, but the person could never return.

Selina was silent for a few seconds. "Take me to the room. By the way, my uncle and grandmother..."

"They’ll come by later. For now, go rest."

Aaron didn’t spell it out, but Selina knew he was going to investigate the driver.

When they reached the third floor, Aaron stopped at the room at the far east end. He tried the door.

It didn’t open.

He frowned. He had clearly told someone to leave the door unlocked, even arranged roses inside to welcome Selina.

So why was the door locked now?

But the locked door wasn’t a big deal. Aaron quickly had the butler come over to open it.

The moment the door swung open, his expression darkened.

—Something was wrong with the room.

He had already investigated Selina’s preferences in advance, even hired a professional design team to decorate the space according to her tastes, filling it with all-new furniture. But now—

The room that should have belonged to the Hill Family’s eldest daughter was gone, replaced by a teahouse.

Aaron’s face turned stormy.

Having a teahouse in the Hill estate wasn’t unusual. But this room had been prepared especially for Selina, with designers coming in and out for days. There was no way the entire Hill Family didn’t know what this room meant.

Yet in just the few days he was away in City A—the room had vanished, transformed into a teahouse.

Aaron’s voice was heavy. "Butler."

The butler hadn’t expected this at all. He instantly realized the seriousness of the situation and said in a panic, "Young Master, don’t worry, I’ll investigate immediately—"

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