Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 511

Chapter 511: Time Travel?

Grandma Morris grew even more smug. And why shouldn’t she?

Hannah’s smile was graceful and composed. "You flatter me."

"No, no, no," Anthony replied, "it’s Turner Group’s honor to work with you. Let’s make this official—my name is Anthony from Turner Group, the lead on our side for this collaboration. Welcome aboard."

Anthony shook Hannah’s hand—then, in front of everyone, called out another name:

"Mrs. Victoria."

The room fell into a strange, heavy silence.

Most people didn’t quite process it at first—wasn’t the designer supposed to be Hannah? Why would Anthony address her as Victoria?

But Joe and Grandma Morris’s expressions changed instantly.

Grandma Morris’s smile nearly cracked. She thought to herself that Selina must have stirred up trouble and somehow tipped the Turner family off—but outwardly, she didn’t dare show the slightest impatience. Forcing a smile, she said, "Secretary Turner, you... you must be mistaken. This is my daughter-in-law Hannah, not Victoria."

Damn it—Victoria’s been dead for years, so why is she still the first name people associate with the Morris family? Victoria wasn’t even married to Joe, so how could she be considered their daughter-in-law? It was all Joe’s fault—still hopelessly hung up on that dead woman.

Anthony pulled back his hand, his smile gone, his face blank. "Hannah? I was under the impression that Chairman Morris’s wife was Mrs. Victoria. At least, that’s what your Morris family has always claimed, isn’t it?"

"T-this is Joe’s second wife..." Grandma Morris rushed to explain. "But, but these are her designs. They have nothing to do with Victoria."

"Oh?" Anthony’s eyes swept over them, his gaze sharp as a blade. Then, in a sudden shift, he raised his voice, the disdain in his tone impossible to miss:

"Old Mrs. Morris, I can understand the Morris family wanting to claim the credit—but these designs clearly belong to Mrs. Victoria. How did they suddenly become Hannah’s? Do you really take the Turner family for fools, that we’d be tricked by such cheap tactics?!"

The room went dead quiet.

Grandma Morris’s heart lurched. She didn’t understand why Anthony had suddenly turned hostile and wanted to explain—

But Anthony cut her off. "I get it now. The Turner family must think—Victoria’s dead, so giving her the credit would be a waste. Better to do someone a favor and hand Victoria’s designs to Hannah. The Morris family gets the deal, Hannah gets the glory, and everyone walks away happy!"

Hannah’s face drained of color. "Mr. Turner, please don’t—"

"Old Mrs. Morris, Joe, I’ll ask you one more time—who is the real author of these designs?!" Anthony didn’t even look at Hannah, his voice sharp and commanding.

The reporters and guests exchanged baffled glances. Turner Group wouldn’t move forward with a partnership without doing their homework—they had to know who the real designer was.

And now, seeing Anthony this angry... Could it be that the designs really weren’t Hannah’s?

Then people began to remember what Selina had said earlier—The designs belong to my mother. Hannah stole them.

If that were true, then everything suddenly made sense.

Anthony let out a cold snort. "It seems the Morris family has no intention of cooperating in good faith. Show them out."

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