Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116: The Battle of Gifts

Logan continued, "Miss Perry, if you don’t move, I don’t mind helping you out."

Vivian’s face darkened, but she clung stubbornly to the chair, refusing to budge.

"Selina, stop being so jealous! I’m Logan’s sister!"

Mr. Perry tried to smooth things over.

"Mother, Vivian just likes sticking close to Logan. It’s not a big deal. Clark Miss can sit anywhere, can’t she? Besides, everyone’s already seated. There’s no need to rearrange just for a junior."

"I said, get up!" Grandma Perry slammed her chopsticks down, her voice sharp.

"Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to!"

Vivian stiffened, her expression faltering. Meeting the old lady’s icy gaze, she finally got up reluctantly and switched seats with Selina.

With Grandma Perry’s authority, no one dared to cause trouble. The banquet proceeded quietly.

Selina glanced at the dishes on the table and suddenly lit up—there were shrimp! But peeling shrimp was too much trouble, so she had long since given up eating them.

Just as she was debating, a perfectly peeled shrimp was suddenly placed into her plate.

Selina froze and turned to look at Logan.

The man’s gloved hands moved elegantly, his long fingers skillfully peeling another shrimp before placing it directly into her mouth.

Vivian nearly exploded at the sight!

She was the darling of the Perry Family!

Who the hell was Selina?! Why was Logan peeling shrimp for her?!

"Logan, you’re so sweet to Clark Miss, even peeling shrimp for her. I want some too!"

Vivian pouted cutely, shoving her plate in front of Logan.

"Logan, peel a couple for me too, okay?"

Selina raised an eyebrow. So she wasn’t even pretending anymore?

Madam Perry subtly signaled Mr. Perry, who immediately cleared his throat.

"Logan, you should take care of your sister too, every once in a while. Don’t you agree?"

Logan chuckled lightly, picking up another shrimp and peeling it with the same elegant precision.

Vivian lit up with excitement—see? Logan still cared about her! Otherwise, he wouldn’t—

The next moment, the peeled shrimp was placed into Selina’s plate.

Vivian’s smile froze.

"Logan! That was my shrimp!"

Logan glanced at her indifferently.

"Miss Perry, how old are you? You still need me to peel shrimp for you?"

Vivian felt like she was about to explode, her eyes welling up with tears.

"If you won’t peel shrimp for me, then why for Selina? She’s even older than me!"

Logan’s gaze was indifferent as he replied smoothly:

"Selina is my wife. Peeling shrimp for her is natural. Miss Perry, what exactly is your relationship to me that you think you can order me around?"

He then looked at Mr. Perry, his tone laced with mockery.

"Because you’re an adopted daughter?"

The entire table fell into stunned silence.

Grandma Perry snorted coldly, "Shameless."

It was a simple word, but everyone knew who it was directed at—Vivian.

An adopted daughter, a girl with no blood ties, yet she dared to compare herself to Mrs. Reid?

Did anyone really need to ask who Logan cared about more?

Vivian’s face burned with humiliation, tears brimming in her eyes.

She just couldn’t understand it—what was so special about Selina? Why did both Logan and Grandma Perry defend her?!

The banquet continued in awkward silence as everyone quietly ate.

But Vivian wasn’t done.

With a sly, pitiful expression, she sighed dramatically.

"Selina, I envy you so much. So many people love you... I’m not as lucky. No one cares about me."

Selina blinked innocently.

"But doesn’t Mr. Perry care about you? Or are you saying he doesn’t count as a person?"

Vivian choked.

That’s not what she meant!

No. No way!

Who knew if Selina was even telling the truth?!

Vivian shot a discreet glance at a nearby socialite.

Right on cue, the woman spoke up:

"So... both Miss Perry and Miss Clark prepared a painting by Mr. Gordon? How about showing them to us?"

"Yes! Gordon is a renowned artist, and his authentic works are hard to come by. Would you let us admire them?"

Vivian smiled sweetly.

"Of course! I gifted Grandma Mr. Gordon’s masterpiece, Cloudborne Crane."

She turned to a servant.

"Go bring my painting here."

The excitement in the room surged.

"Cloudborne Crane?! That’s one of Gordon’s most famous works!"

"Unbelievable! Miss Perry, you’re so fortunate!"

"To acquire such a masterpiece, you need more than just money and connections—you need Mr. Gordon’s personal approval! Miss Perry must be truly exceptional if Gordon himself acknowledges her!"

Hearing all these praises, Vivian felt elated.

She turned to Selina with a mocking smile.

"Selina, and what about yours? Would you mind showing it to everyone?"

The socialite chimed in immediately.

"Yes, Miss Clark. Since Vivian has already displayed hers, surely you won’t back out, right? Unless... yours is a fake?"

Logan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Selina.

Selina, however, just smirked.

Vivian’s gift is Cloudborne Crane?

That’s funny...

Because the real Cloudborne Crane was in Selina’s possession.

Vivian had gifted a forgery and still had the audacity to question her?!