Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 475

Chapter 475: Luring the Enemy into the Trap

...And what "justice," exactly, are you here to demand?

The society ladies’ expressions cracked, stunned into silence.

Did Sophia really not know what she had done?

How could she brazenly stand there—right in front of the real wife—and act so shamelessly arrogant?

The imposter’s eyes brimmed with tears.

"Miss Carter," she whimpered, "I’ve treated you with nothing but respect because you’re Logan’s niece in name... and yet, you went behind my back and..."

She staggered a little, milking the moment, and the ladies hurried forward to steady her.

"Miss Carter," one of them snapped, "why don’t you explain why one of your blue diamond earrings ended up in Mr. Reid’s room?"

"Do you not know he’s a married man?"

"Mrs. Reid treated you as a friend—how could you betray her like this?"

Many of them had seen those dazzling blue diamond earrings yesterday.

They’d even commented that, of course, the Carter Family heiress would wear such enormous blue diamonds—of course, they were expensive, but the Carters could afford it.

But heiress or not, even with the Carter Family behind her, she’d gone too far.

Spotting a man she liked and simply taking him, without a thought for his marriage or who he was?

Selina smiled sweetly, locking eyes with Logan for a brief moment before turning her gaze on the imposter.

"That’s not my earring," she said lightly.

She used the exact same words as Logan, but in the ears of the bystanders, it sounded like an excuse.

The imposter hadn’t expected her to stay this composed.

She gritted her teeth.

"Not yours? Then, Miss Carter, where are your blue diamond earrings, hmm? Why aren’t you wearing them today?"

Even with "Mrs. Reid" pressing so hard, no one thought she was out of line—after all, when a wife suspects her husband of cheating, who expects her to be polite to the mistress?

Selina arched an eyebrow.

"I didn’t feel like wearing them today. Why—does Mrs. Reid think she has the right to control what jewelry I choose to wear?"

The imposter’s lips trembled, her tone dripping with false pity.

"Miss Carter, I’m not joking!" she bit out.

"I wasn’t in that room last night, and this morning I found your earring on that sofa! Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?!"

Selina let out a soft laugh.

"Oh... why doesn’t Mrs. Reid just come out and say it? She thinks I spent the night with Mr. Reid, tossing and turning in his bed, and she’s here to confront the mistress."

Several onlookers choked on their own breath.

How could the Carter heiress speak so bluntly?

Was that really something you could just say out loud?

"You!" The imposter was nearly trembling with rage.

"But..." Selina’s expression suddenly sharpened, her voice cutting like a blade.

"It’s understandable that Mrs. Reid suspects me. But why does Mrs. Reid suspect Mr. Reid?"

Her gaze swept across the stunned women.

"As far as I know, you and Logan are supposed to be unshakable. Even if another woman stripped bare in front of him, he wouldn’t give her a second glance. A man who loves you like that—why would you doubt him?"

She tilted her head slightly, her smile turning sharp.

"Let’s take it a step further. Even if the woman in Mr. Reid’s room last night was me... couldn’t it have been that Mr. Reid rejected me? Why would Mrs. Reid instantly assume that I slept with him?"

She paused for effect, her voice suddenly low and dangerous.

"Or is it that..."

Selina’s lips curved into a knowing, mocking smile.

"Mrs. Reid already knew that, in Mr. Reid’s condition last night... he would have no choice but to do something with a woman?"

The room went utterly still.

What—what did she mean by that?

In Mr. Reid’s condition...

Was she implying Mr. Reid had been drugged last night?

And Mrs. Reid had known about it?

No.

That couldn’t be true.

Could it?

Ethan had just arrived after hearing about the scene.

He frowned, sensing something off about Selina.

She wasn’t acting like herself.

He opened his mouth to speak—but Alice grabbed his sleeve.

"Brother," she whispered.

She leaned in close and murmured something in his ear.

Ethan’s eyes widened in shock.

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