Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 327

Chapter 327: You’d Better Keep Your Word

Logan had already investigated everything thoroughly—Angelica was supposed to be the girl who saved him four years ago. But for some reason, he couldn’t shake the feeling that she wasn’t the same girl.

The one from back then had eyes that were bright and unwavering, eyes that shone like stars even when she was covered in blood.

For a brief moment, Logan lost focus.

...

That afternoon, the eleventh design competition finals were about to begin.

The media and reporters filed in, and the event was being broadcast live.

Because of Angelica’s popularity, her fans, casual viewers, and celebrity-watchers had all flooded the livestream.

The venue was buzzing with excitement. Selina found her seat, and the first thing she saw was a man at the judges’ table.

"Look at that man—what a body!"

"That’s the famous designer Rowan."

"Wow, that physique, those long legs, the broad shoulders and slim waist—he could easily be a star himself!"

"But why is he wearing a mask?"

Selina followed their gaze toward Rowan. "...?"

Wait a second—Rowan changed his mask?!

He was now wearing a silver mask adorned with delicate cloud patterns, sleek and stylish. It covered his eyes, revealing only his lips—thin, shapely, and the kind of lips that looked far too kissable.

Selina: "..."

Wait. Hold on. What am I thinking?!

There are plenty of ways to describe a man’s lips—why would her mind go straight to "kissable"? Was she losing it?

That was Rowan! The man who guided her into the world of design, someone she deeply admired and respected—how could she think of him that way?

Maybe he sensed her staring. Rowan calmly looked toward the contestants’ area.

A chill ran down Selina’s spine.

Around her, excited chatter broke out.

"Ah! Rowan looked at me!"

"Get real, he was clearly looking at me. Why else would he glance this way?"

"Maybe one of our designs really aligns with his taste?"

"I wish he’d take me on as his apprentice..."

Rowan only glanced briefly before looking away, but for some reason, Selina was certain he’d been looking at her.

Did he recognize me? she wondered, chewing her lip. Should I go say hi later—

"Selina, say hello to everyone watching the livestream!"

A shrill voice cut through her thoughts.

Selina narrowed her eyes.

Angelica had shown up with Rigel, trailed by reporters. They walked straight over to her.

Angelica smiled sweetly. "Right, Rigel, this is Selina—the one I mentioned, Star’s friend. It’s your first time meeting her, right?"

Instantly, cameras turned toward Selina.

Shock rippled through the audience, both at the venue and online.

Selina was friends with Star?

Star—the globally renowned prodigy in the fashion world? That Star?

All eyes were on Selina, a mix of envy and skepticism, until Rigel let out a cold laugh.

"A friend? Angelica, you said this Ms. Clark is a friend of my mentor’s?"

Rigel had already heard this nonsense. As far as he knew, there was no one named Selina in Star’s circle.

Rowan humiliated him because of this woman—now he was going to make her pay for it.

With a smug, condescending look, Rigel scoffed, "That’s ridiculous. I’ve been by my teacher’s side for years, and I’ve never seen you before. Selina, tell me—how exactly are you Star’s ’friend’?"