CHAPTER 474: GOING FULL DRAMA MODE

As everyone stood there confused, Logan continued calmly, "I spent the whole night looking for you. Why are you so angry with me?"

W-What? What was Mr. Reid talking about? No one understood a word.

The imposter’s expression froze. Surrounded by the puzzled looks of the other ladies, she forced a smile.

"Logan, what are you saying? We clearly argued yesterday. You... you kicked me out..."

"Argued?" Logan frowned slightly. "When did we argue?"

The ladies were baffled. Why were Mr. and Mrs. Reid telling completely different stories?

But judging by Logan’s demeanor, he didn’t seem to be lying.

Logan met the imposter’s panicked eyes and slowly curled his lips into a smile.

He’d figured out what she and Jacob were trying to do—so he decided to play along.

But unfortunately for them, Logan was never the kind of actor who stuck to the script.

Logan smiled leisurely.

"Selina, you never sleep in separate rooms from me. Why did you suddenly insist on it yesterday? If you think we were arguing simply because we had different opinions, then I apologize."

The ladies: "...?"

Logan nodded, then continued, "But honesty is the foundation of marriage. Lately, you’ve been acting really strange. I can’t tell what’s going through your mind, and now you want to sleep apart every night."

His eyes filled with concern, confusion, and hurt.

"Is there something you’re hiding from me?"

It was finally starting to make sense to the ladies.

So that’s what happened!

There was no argument.

Mrs. Reid had been keeping something from Mr. Reid and insisted on separate rooms, and Mr. Reid—hurt and confused—must’ve said something too harsh.

Trying to ease the tension, the ladies quickly jumped in to help:

"Mrs. Reid, it’s just a misunderstanding. Mr. Reid clearly still cares about you."

"Mr. Reid, you wouldn’t believe it—Mrs. Reid was crying just now."

"Oh?" Logan raised a brow.

"I remember you rarely cry in front of others, Selina. You must’ve been really upset. If you truly don’t want to share a room with me, that’s fine. I won’t force you."

The imposter trembled with rage.

What nonsense! She never wanted to sleep separately—Logan was acting!

He’d spent the entire night tangled up with that bitch Selina.

She, the real Mrs. Reid, had been kicked out—he even knocked her out with a hit to the neck!

She had come to catch them in the act, and now Logan was putting on this whole "caring husband" routine?

Who would believe her now?

And where was Selina? She wasn’t even in the room—how?

Logan had clearly been drugged last night.

How could he have resisted the effects?!

What the hell was going on?!

Logan furrowed his brows.

"Selina, you’ve been so off lately. If not for your face, I’d almost think you were someone else."

The imposter jolted and quickly responded, "Logan, what are you saying? I’m me—I’m Selina."

"Just kidding," Logan said lazily.

"It’s just that your personality has changed so much in the past few days. Of course I’d be worried. Well, aren’t you coming in?"

The imposter gritted her teeth.

She had finally found the perfect opportunity—one that could strip Selina of even the identity of "Sophia."

But Logan’s little act just blocked off every path she had.

What if she never got another chance like this?

She couldn’t let that happen.

No matter what, she had to...

The ladies were just about to take their leave when suddenly, the expression on Mrs. Reid’s face shifted.

Her hand trembled as she pointed to a single earring lying on the sofa behind Logan.

Her voice cracked, as if her world had collapsed.

"Logan... whose earring is that? Who were you with last night?"

...

The entire hallway went silent.

There, in Mr. Reid’s room, was a woman’s earring.

And Mrs. Reid hadn’t been in the room last night.

So whose earring was it?

And who had Mr. Reid been with?

"Logan... how could you do this to me?"

Tears welled up in the imposter’s eyes, but deep down, she was thrilled.

Perfect.

She never thought Selina would be dumb enough to leave something behind.

Seeing the earring, she burned with jealousy.

That bitch actually thought she was the real wife.

Choking on her sobs, she pushed forward with her performance.

"I remember now—Sophia was wearing a pair of blue diamond earrings yesterday. That one looks exactly like hers. Logan... did you really spend the night with her?"

She gasped between sobs.

"I thought the two of you were just uncle and niece...How could you do this to me? And Sophia—does she feel proud stealing another woman’s husband?!"

Her words stunned the crowd.

They exchanged glances.

Could it be Mr. Reid didn’t argue with his wife last night at all?

Did he push her out just to cheat on her—with Sophia?

And that Sophia... wasn’t Mr. Reid her uncle, at least by name?

No blood ties, sure, but still... it was outrageous!

Logan simply gave the earring a glance.

"That’s not Sophia’s."

Then he smiled.

Of course it wasn’t Sophia’s.

It was Selina’s.

She’d left it there on purpose—to bait the imposter into this exact trap.

Still pretending to cry, the imposter wailed, "Logan, how can you still defend Sophia at this point? What’s so great about her? I’m going to find her myself and get some answers! She can’t just steal my husband and walk away!"

She turned to storm off, and the society ladies quickly followed, flustered: "Mrs. Reid, calm down!"

"That Sophia, really—how shameless. And she’s a Carter Family heiress? Does Old Mr. Carter know what she’s been up to?"

"Come on, we’ll go with you. She owes you an explanation!"

The imposter couldn’t hide the grin that threatened to spread across her lips.

Perfect.

She was about to watch that woman lose everything all over again.

What was Jacob even thinking?

He had already stripped Selina of her identity.

Why bring her to the Carter Family?

Why give her a rich heiress’s title?

The Carter Family had no business backing Selina.

Absolutely not.

She needed to be broken.

Ruined.

Forced to crawl like a dog.

The imposter forced down her smile, putting on a pitiful expression.

"Logan, I know Sophia’s part of the Carter Family. Even if I’m furious, I can’t touch her. But I just want justice. If you’re going to stand in the way of even that..."

"Hmm? Is Mrs. Reid talking about me?"

A calm, cool voice interrupted her.

Everyone turned their heads—and saw Sophia standing not far away.

Selina’s eyes sparkled with layered meaning.

"I’m curious, Mrs. Reid. What kind of justice are you looking for from me?"