Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Chapter 860 A Wish "I don't have much to say, just one wish." As soon as the girls sitting in the audience heard this, their eyes lit up and they asked eagerly, "What is your wish?" "Confessing to your boyfriend in public?" "Boyfriend proposing to you on the spot?" Selena's long eyelashes trembled like fluttering butterfly wings, her cheeks slightly blushed, and she smiled, "If | say it now, it won't come true. I'll tell you all after | win the championship trophy." Successfully intriguing curiosity of the girls, Selena gracefully sat back down.

The audience members who adored her were almost crying with frustration.

"Scumbag!" "Ah, why did | have to ask? Now I'm the one feeling bad..." "Thank goodness I'm used to it, otherwise | would definitely be screaming right now..." In the live broadcast room, the words "scumbag" were flooding the chat.

Of course, there were also those who were cursing Selena, but under such terrifying popularity, those scattered jeering voices did not cause any waves.

The female perfumers on the stage felt even more uncomfortable seeing this scene.

These women who were accustomed to being the center of attention on stage had never felt so dim and unremarkable.

It was as if all of them had become the background props for Selena on this stage.

Daisy shook her long, curly hair and whispered, "I heard that Lady Selena had a difficult childhood and was never loved by her family..." But how could someone with such an imposing demeanor be better than Lancelot, who came from a noble aristocratic family? Daisy even had a feeling that Selena had tried to restrain herself, but in reality, she still had a lot of strength left.

Lancelot looked at Selena with a stunned expression.

Lancelot's family had a close relationship with the F country royal family, so he felt the abnormalities in Selena’s background more deeply than others.

The elegance and dominance that Selena had ingrained in her bones were only something he had seen in the F country queen.

Even when Selena replied to her fans just now, the aura that leaked out for a moment was more imposing and profound than what he felt from the queen.

Lancelot thought carefully for a moment and said, "Lady Selena comes from the first military and political aristocratic family in H Country, so naturally she is more outstanding than ordinary women." Daisy suppressed the sourness in her heart, turned her head, and snorted disdainfully, "Such a harmless little bird that can reach this level is simply a miracle." Atall tree catches the wind; a powerful person will always be met with challenges.

Selena's presence was like putting a swan in a flock of chickens - it was almost instinctual for the majority to ostracize and oppress her.

Lancelot lowered his eyelids and murmured, "Is she harmless?" The F Country Queen appeared elegant and gentle most of the time, but once angered...

No one dared to challenge her sharpness! After the self-introduction segment, the international competition entered the most important moment.

Unlike domestic competitions where the top ten are ranked, the international competition only ranks the top five, and there are a total of fifty bottles from outstanding perfumers from various countries.

Without God this time, and besides him, there probably wasn't any judge with the strength and courage to publicly announce the top five at once.

Judges from various countries shuttled through the colorful perfumes, evaluating each bottle of perfume from various angles to determine their rank.

Having experienced this process before, Selena was mentally prepared and didn't find it boring. Her uninjured left hand supported her chin as she watched the beautiful and sparkling perfume on stage with interest.

Selena actually wanted to know how Ghost managed to determine the best perfume just by looking at it.

She stared with wide eyes at each bottle, her eyes becoming slightly red. Except for a few bottles with significantly different purities, she still hadn't figured out the real way to judge.

She withdrew her gaze and unconsciously twiddled the bracelet on her wrist.

Indeed, the man known as the "Emperor" in the perfumery industry was not someone with ordinary abilities.

Selena's eyes were a bit sore from staring too long. Seeing that the judges seemed to need more time, she stood up and quietly left her seat.

Selena walked into the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, washed her hands clean, and then lightly pressed her reddened eyelids with her slender fingers.

She swore she wasn't this delicate before.

As the Empire's top commander, she had to attend consecutive meetings, coordinate the overall situation, plan the battle, train soldiers, and sometimes even personally go to the front lines... Even if she dragged her weak body, she could work for three days straight! Now, just staring at perfume bottles for a while had made her eyes sore.

Selena thought seriously while staring at herself in the mirror. How did she become this way, from an outstanding commander to her current state of degradation? Selena thought for a long time and finally made up her mind - she was too well taken care of by Osvaldo! She even began to suspect that he had ulterior motives.

Looking at the beautiful and delicate girl in the mirror, Selena grumbled inwardly, but couldn't help smiling sweetly on her face.

Even when another figure appeared in the mirror, Selena’s smile did not fade. She blinked her eyes and exuded a sweet feeling of love all over her body.

Leah was jealous to the point of heartache and wanted to tear Selena apart.

Leah stared coldly at Selena and said, "The champion of the international competition is mine!" Looking at herself in the mirror, Selena's red eyes gradually eased, and she thought to herself that after she went out, she must tell Osvaldo to strengthen her training and not let herself be pampered like this.

She completely ignored Leah behind her.

Leah's face twisted with anger. Through the mirror, her once gentle and graceful face looked gloomy. "Selena!" Selena didn't turn around, casually pointed to Leah's face in the mirror, and sneered, "Leah, don't you see how ugly you are now?" Leah was stunned and her gaze unconsciously fell on herself in the mirror.

Standing side by side with Selena, she looked like a pale, cold, ghost compared to Selena's beauty and elegance.

Leah screamed in fear, stepped back a few steps, and her face was full of despair. "No! This is not me! This is not me!" How could she become like this? She should be the beautiful and gentle girl that everyone envies, not the ugly and gloomy one, like a rat in the street, which should be Selena!