Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251: Bullying with Backing

Noticing the shift in atmosphere, Freya swallowed nervously. "What’s wrong? Did I say something I shouldn’t have?"

Selina frowned. "Why did you say I’ve been with him since four years ago?"

She was seventeen back then—she hadn’t even been in a relationship!

Freya looked genuinely shocked. "Wait... did you lose your memory? You video called me once, and he was right next to you. Or... did I mix it up?"

Selina racked her brain but came up blank. Freya, too, began second-guessing herself. "Maybe I really got it wrong..."

Logan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Thinking she’d just made a mistake, Freya quickly changed the subject. "Let’s head in, Selina."

Selina nodded.

Logan’s fingers twitched slightly. He remained composed, voice calm. "I’ll pick you up later."

Freya couldn’t help grinning and winking at Selina. Once they entered the restaurant, she gushed, "Logan seems really sweet to you! I was expecting someone totally different based on the rumors."

Selina raised a brow. "What rumors?"

"That he’s cold like death itself, totally aloof and heartless... but today? Definitely not the vibe I got." Freya beamed. "And that drone and fireworks display on your birthday—iconic! I heard Angelica was livid. Couldn’t be happier for you."

As they reached the hostess stand, Selina confirmed their reservation. Payment had been made in advance, and the receptionist had the info.

But when the manager arrived to lead them, they were taken toward a different room.

Freya paused, puzzled. "Hold on. We reserved Room One. This is Room Three. Are you sure this is right?"

The manager turned, face all faux-politeness layered over clear disdain. "Apologies. A few VIPs arrived—hope you don’t mind. Room Three’s just as nice. I’m sure you two lovely ladies won’t make a fuss."

Selina’s smile dropped instantly. "VIPs?"

Freya bristled. "We booked it and paid ahead. You can’t just change it without notice. What kind of business are you running?"

The manager smirked. "Then don’t do business with us. Walk out, for all I care."

He wasn’t about to bump real VIPs—City H’s Morris Group executives—just to cater to some second-rate socialites. Especially not Selina, whose days in the spotlight were clearly numbered. Angelica was the one with staying power.

With that thought, the manager grew bolder. "Miss Clark, know your place. Not everyone gets to sit in Room One. You really think you belong there?"

Freya looked about ready to explode. "Oh, you better believe I’m reporting this to your boss."

Before she could continue, a man stepped out of Room One, frowning at the noise. "What’s all the yelling about? Keep it down."

The manager perked up. "Mr. Morris! Sorry for the disturbance. These two were trying to steal your room. I was just about to kick them out."

After all, Mr. Morris and his father were here to reunite with Miss Morris, and everything had to go perfectly.

Mr. Morris glanced over at Selina with thinly veiled irritation, eyes skimming her like she was nothing. Then, with a careless flick of his hand, he said, "Handle it. My sister will be here any minute."

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