My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot-Chapter 161 - 155: Young Lord Morgan is Aurora Sinclair’s Boyfriend?

Chapter 161: Chapter 155: Young Lord Morgan is Aurora Sinclair’s Boyfriend?

Alvin Morgan held the door open, patiently waiting for Aurora Sinclair.

She had broken every record during the physical fitness test, and Jesse and a few other coaches excitedly asked her to sign their clothes.

Alvin Morgan watched with a doting smile, his eyes only for her.

Suddenly, a delicate female voice came from behind him. "Excuse me, are you guest number 107?"

Alvin Morgan’s brow furrowed slightly. He glanced back at her. "What is it?"

Lillian Gordon’s heart tightened. "We’re in a hurry. Could we use the shuttle you reserved?"

"No!"

Seeing he was dressed in ordinary clothes without a single brand name in sight, Jack Warren immediately pegged him as a poor student.

The Lockwood Family’s flight base had a partnership with Kingsford Aviation University, providing the school with three free training areas during business hours.

Aviation students from the university could come here and train for two hours for free just by showing their student ID.

’This guy in front of me has to be a student from the aviation university.’

He was instantly filled with disdain and said with a hostile expression, "My cousin asking you is her way of showing you respect. Don’t be ungrateful."

"Cousin..." Lillian Gordon didn’t want to leave a bad impression on the handsome man before her, so she quickly apologized to Alvin Morgan. "Sorry, my cousin can be a bit blunt..."

But Alvin Morgan didn’t even look at her. Instead, he looked straight ahead. Lillian Gordon followed his gaze and immediately cried out in shock, "Aurora Sinclair? What are you doing here?"

Aurora Sinclair had only met her a few times when they were children, so she was momentarily stunned to be called out by name so suddenly.

Jack Warren looked over at the sound of the name and asked in surprise, "She’s the ’little monster’ from the Sinclair Family my aunt is always talking about?"

Before the words had even left his mouth, a large hand forcefully grabbed his collar. Alvin Morgan’s expression was dark, his eyes filled with a cold light. "Who were you talking about?"

Having been a troublemaker his whole life, Jack Warren naturally looked down on this "poor student" and provoked him directly. "Aurora Sinclair. Yeah, I said it. What about it?"

But Alvin Morgan moved in a flash, punching him hard in the face.

Jack Warren, who had practiced martial arts since childhood, reacted quickly after the blow. He balled his fist to counterattack, but Aurora Sinclair sent him flying back with a lightning-fast punch. He collapsed to the ground, in too much pain to get up.

"Hey! Why are you hitting people? Security! Somebody, help! There’s a fight!" Lillian Gordon shrieked, terrified by Aurora Sinclair, and yelled toward the fitness center.

A cold smirk appeared on Alvin Morgan’s lips. He took out his phone and dialed a number, only to hear a message that the phone was turned off. His gaze darkened, and he put his phone away.

He had driven Aurora Sinclair here himself today and hadn’t brought The Morgan Mr. s with him.

Lillian Gordon crouched down and, with a frightened expression, helped Jack Warren up from the ground. Seeing the blood at the corner of his mouth, she glared furiously at Aurora Sinclair. "This isn’t over! You jinx, you little monster! Hitting your own relatives... you’re completely heartless—"

"...Call... Young Master Alexander..."

"Right! Master Lockwood will never let you get away with this—"

But when Lillian Gordon dialed Alexander Grant’s number, she was met with a message that his phone was off. Her expression immediately soured.

A crowd had gathered by this point, but no one dared to intervene.

The power of Aurora Sinclair’s punch was too intimidating.

"What’s going on here?"

The fitness center’s test administrator finally ran over with security guards.

"They hit him—" Lillian Gordon was the first to point the finger at Aurora Sinclair.

The administrator had already been briefed by Jesse and the other coaches, especially about Alvin Morgan’s identity: a Black Card member, someone their own boss personally entertained. He couldn’t possibly offend such a person. But the man who’d been beaten had also given him a club card, and now that card felt like it was burning a hole in his pocket.

He immediately rushed to Alvin Morgan’s side and said respectfully, "Esteemed guests, I apologize that you and the young lady were frightened. Please, follow me to the VIP lounge."

"You’re trying to protect them?" Lillian Gordon, trembling with rage, pointed at the administrator’s face and shouted.

The administrator didn’t dare look at her. He turned and replied politely, "Miss, let’s discuss this matter inside. Shouting like this will disturb our other guests."

"You..."

The administrator quickly and discreetly shot her a look, then had someone help Jack Warren up.

Lillian Gordon glared daggers at Aurora Sinclair and said viciously, "Handsome, you’ll be cursed with bad luck if you stay with her. She’s the Sinclair Family’s infamous jinx! She cursed her father, her mother, her—" Halfway through her sentence, she was so intimidated by Alvin Morgan’s icy glare that she swallowed the rest of her words.

Half an hour later, Arthur Lockwood hurried back with his men. Upon seeing Alvin Morgan and Aurora Sinclair, he breathed a sigh of relief. ’Good, at least my people had the sense to handle things properly.’

"Morgan, who was it that offended you?"

Alvin Morgan was busy watching Aurora Sinclair eat pudding. When he heard Arthur’s voice, the smile on his face faded slightly, but he didn’t even spare him a glance.

Seeing this, Arthur Lockwood hurried over to Aurora Sinclair’s side. "Aurora, tell Lockwood, who was giving you two trouble?"

Aurora Sinclair swallowed her pudding and shook her head. "I don’t know her..."

"You just wait, Lockwood will sort this out for you! Alexander Grant, bring those two over here—"

A bad feeling had been rising in Alexander Grant’s gut ever since he’d gotten the call from Arthur Lockwood.

He had been on edge the entire time, especially with the missed call notification still on his phone. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

After hearing the fury in Arthur Lockwood’s voice, he’d hurried to the medical room to find them. The moment he saw Jack Warren and Lillian Gordon, his expression changed drastically. He felt like killing the man.

"Alexander, my cousin was beaten up..." When Lillian Gordon saw Alexander Grant, tears instantly welled up in her eyes as she tattled pitifully.

She looked utterly pitiful, a damsel in distress.

But Alexander Grant’s expression only grew colder. A flash of fury crossed his eyes as he said emotionlessly, "Tie them up."

"Alexander... you..."

"You’re courting death, so don’t drag me down with you! Tie them up and take them away—"

***

Lillian Gordon’s face drained of color as several burly men tied her hands and mercilessly dragged her to the lounge they had been in earlier.

"Let me go... You... I’m a young lady of the Gordon Family... You... MMPH..." Alexander Grant found a cloth from somewhere and stuffed it directly into her screaming mouth.

When they reached the lounge door, Alexander Grant straightened his clothes and knocked respectfully. "Master Lockwood, I’ve brought them."

"Get in here—"

Lillian Gordon’s heart clenched, and a flicker of regret suddenly surfaced.

Especially when she saw Aurora Sinclair sitting leisurely at a table eating cake while The Lockwood Heir himself poured her a glass of milk, she wanted to die.

"Aurora, were they the ones bullying you?"

Aurora Sinclair shook her head, pointed at Jack Warren, then at Alvin Morgan. "He tried to hit Morgan."

Hearing this, Alexander Grant’s face went white with fear. He kicked the back of Jack Warren’s legs, forcing him to his knees.

He then turned and apologized nervously, "Young Lord Morgan, I was the one who brought them in, but I assure you, this was not on my orders..."

Alvin Morgan rested his head on one hand and glanced at the two people on the floor, who were now trembling with fear. "It’s fine," he said lightly. "Let them go."

"But..."

Alexander Grant hesitated, but after catching a look from Arthur Lockwood, he immediately ordered his men to untie them.

All of their earlier arrogance gone, Lillian Gordon and Jack Warren were now like mice before a cat, groveling on the floor and apologizing nonstop.

"You shouldn’t be apologizing to me..." Alvin Morgan spoke again.

Lillian Gordon immediately turned to Aurora Sinclair. "Cousin, I was wrong! Please, for the sake of our family, forgive me..."

It was only then that realization dawned on Aurora Sinclair. She made a fist and tapped it lightly into her other palm. "You’re... Lillian Gordon?"

Lillian Gordon froze. A flicker of astonishment crossed her eyes, followed by a surge of indignant grief. ’She really doesn’t recognize me?’

"I am Lillian Gordon."

"Oh. Hello."

Watching their interaction from the side, Arthur Lockwood found it strangely comical. It was like one person was desperately trying to prove her own significance, while the other couldn’t even remember who she was.

Ignoring whether Aurora Sinclair would forgive them, Alvin Morgan said directly to Alexander Grant, "Go inform the Gordon Family to come and pick up their people..."

Hearing this, Lillian Gordon’s face turned even paler. If her grandfather found out she had offended Young Lord Morgan, he would absolutely skin her alive.

"Young Lord Morgan, I was wrong! Please, don’t tell my family, I truly know I was wrong... Cousin, I’m your cousin, I’m begging you..."

Lillian Gordon pleaded with Aurora Sinclair, but Aurora didn’t even look at her, completely focused on the cake in her hand.

"Want some more?" Alvin Morgan asked softly as she finished the last bite.

Aurora Sinclair shook her head.

Alvin Morgan pulled out a napkin to personally wipe the corner of her mouth, but she immediately snatched it from him and thanked him shyly.

"Ready to fly the plane?"

Aurora Sinclair nodded.

To Lillian Gordon’s utter astonishment, Alvin Morgan took Aurora Sinclair’s hand, walked right past her, and left the room.

’Young... Young Lord Morgan... is Aurora Sinclair’s boyfriend?’