Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 284

Chapter 284: It’s Time to Teach Her a Lesson

Logan turned his head, his deep gaze locking onto her.

Selina felt her scalp tingle under the intensity of his stare.

"W-what... what are you looking at me for?"

"Hunter wouldn’t," Logan said directly, as if he could see exactly what she was thinking.

"Hunter and Riley are very different," he continued calmly, "So different it’s hard to believe they were even raised in the same household. Everything you’re worried about—it won’t happen."

Selina’s face flushed red, embarrassed at being so easily seen through.

She immediately denied it:

"...I wasn’t thinking anything. I didn’t think anything at all."

Logan gave her a warm smile but didn’t call her out, just indulged her with a nod:

"Mhm. You weren’t thinking anything."

Selina: "..."

Why did it feel like he was humoring a child?!

Still, since Logan said it so firmly, she finally let go of her concerns about Hunter.

A few days later.

As the design competition approached, Selina, representing City A University, was busy practicing at home.

Before the main competition, there was also a runway event.

Most of the famous designers, judges, and contestants would attend and showcase their work.

Gavin had heard about it and looked at her like she was nuts:

"Star’s entering a design competition? How’s anyone else supposed to stand a chance? You’re qualified to be a judge, let alone a contestant!"

Selina shrugged, unconcerned:

"Gavin, I was disqualified from the last competition because of some... reasons. This time, I’m going back."

After all, if a top designer like "Star" competed seriously, winning first place would be too unfair.

At the mention of being "disqualified," Gavin’s eyes darkened.

"That judge who set you up...Want me to handle him for you?"

Selina twirled a lock of hair lazily.

"Of course not. If he ’disappeared,’ wouldn’t that just prove I was guilty?"

"Selina..."

"This time, I have to compete—for myself, and for my mother.

It’s time for Angelica’s so-called ’genius designer’ reputation to end."

After she spoke, Gavin fell strangely silent.

Selina frowned, confused, until she heard him let out a cold laugh.

"Actually, you have no choice but to compete now. Check Twitter."

Selina raised an eyebrow and opened Twitter—and sure enough, she immediately saw #AngelicaDesignCompetition trending at the top.

Clicking in, the first thing she saw was a familiar design: a starry sky gown.

Her expression darkened.

It was the championship-winning piece from the design competition two years ago—and one of the designs Angelica had stolen from her.

Angelica had plagiarized her work, won the gold prize, and used it as a springboard to rise rapidly in the entertainment world.

Her fans proudly shouted everywhere:

"Our Angelica is a design competition champion!"

Selina closed her eyes slowly, holding back a sneer.

"If Angelica had any brains at all, she would’ve kept that gown buried forever."

Did Angelica really think the real designer didn’t have any evidence?

"Back then, Angelica covered her tracks well," Gavin said.

"She probably thinks you have no way to fight back."

"Someone was cleaning up her mess in the entertainment industry. And now, with the Morris Family’s resources behind her, she’s not afraid anymore."

"Besides—"

"Angelica thinks that even if you tell the truth, no one will believe you."

—Who would believe that the so-called champion’s starry sky gown was actually designed by Selina?

—Who would believe that Angelica and the judges had conspired, swapped entries, and stolen Selina’s work?

Angelica was so sure no one would believe it that she dared to flaunt Selina’s design right under her nose, proudly basking in the admiration and envy of the crowd.

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