Be Spoiled After Rebirth (Selena and Osvaldo)

Chapter 534 Losing Ghost suddenly froze in its movements.

If it were for any other reason, nothing could stop him from walking towards Selena.

But if Selena were to know his true nature, she might be afraid and want to leave him...

The emotions churning in the man's heart were like being doused with a bucket of ice water, extinguishing all his impulses in an instant.

He looked at Selena.

That woman was always so proud and noble.

She had raised her head again, with a confident and beautiful smile on her face. Her noble and elegant demeanor was as if the fleeting vulnerability just now was only his illusion.

But the man knew it was not.

Others only saw her dominance and coldness, but he had held her in his arms, kissed her, and knew how delicate and fragile she was.

When he held her, he was afraid of exerting too much force and hurting her.

He treasured her so much...

But these demons and monsters kept hurting her over and over again! Leah on stage suddenly felt a chilling sensation.

It was like being targeted by a powerful and terrifying presence that could not be described or escaped from, making her body shiver.

What kind of feeling was this? Leah stood in place, terrified, with all color draining from her face.

At this moment, after listening to all the perfumers' words, the audience on site was stunned.

Originally, when Selena said she questioned Leah's inspiration and meaning, those present thought the reason was not convincing.

After all, as Leah said, there were a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people, and inspiration was something that couldn't be distinguished.

But Leah went too far.

"This is too different. Cherishing time and love has nothing to do with it, no matter how you look at it..." "No wonder Selena questioned Leah. If it's like this, anyone would have doubts, right?" "This is not even a 'Hamlet' problem, but a problem of pointing at a horror movie in a romance movie..." "Either the other perfumers on site have gone crazy, or Leah is crazy!" "What is going on here?" "No wonder Selena said the runner-up award cannot be given to Leah. With such a big loophole, if the runner-up trophy is really given to Leah, how would the other perfumers think?" Selena looked at Leah's pale face, her smile sweet and even joyful. "Leah, in response to the questions raised by the perfumers on site... can't you explain?" Leah stood stiffly on the stage, her face as white as snow.

At the moment Selena spoke, the two fearful and terrified glances that had fallen on her back suddenly disappeared.

Leah's tense nerves finally recovered.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes cold and resentful, glaring at Selena.

For the first time, this woman who loved acting, standing in front of everyone, staring at her own sister, her face showed unreserved coldness and resentment.

If she still couldn't see that she had fallen into Selena’s trap by now, then she was really foolish! Selena tampered with Lady Nevaeh's fragrances! She altered the inspiration and meaning of those fragrances that she thought were hidden so well, thinking that as long as Selena dared to show off in the fragrance world, she could immediately accuse Selena of stealing and plagiarism! She didn't directly take away those fragrances, but she changed their inspiration and meaning.

And she carefully selected one to participate in the competition, only to be exposed by Selena in public and now she was in a difficult situation.

Now, she only has two choices.

One is to openly tell everyone that Selena tampered with her fragrances, and she could charge her with theft... but does she dare? As an excellent perfumer, she doesn't even know the inspiration and meaning of the fragrances she discovered... this is too absurd.

Isn't it better to tell everyone that those fragrances were stolen by her? The second option is to insist that her interpretation is correct and everyone else is wrong.

Anyway, there is no solid evidence, and no one can do anything to her.

But she will become a runner-up that everyone questions and dislikes.

Wherever she goes in the future, people will point at her and call her a liar.

Leah clenched her fists and hated Selena in her heart.

She gritted her teeth and said, "There's nothing to explain. This is my fragrance, and my focus is on cherishing the beautiful moments. That's it." A group of perfumers who were waiting for Leah to give a reasonable explanation immediately looked uncomfortable, as if they had eaten a fly.

Selena also found Leah's thick-skinned attitude simply astounding.

She had never encountered such a brazen thief before, and she couldn't help but admire her.

Her lips curled into a cold and playful smile. "Leah, do you really think that biting your inspiration is enough to bring home the runner-up trophy?" Feeling the piercing gazes on her, Leah angrily retorted, "There's nothing wrong with my work. Why can't | be awarded the trophy? I'm the runner-up of a domestic competition, and no one can change that fact!" Before Selena could speak, a stern voice came from the judges’ seats. "If we knew your inspiration was so terrible, we would never have given you the runner-up prize!" "Honestly speaking, if we judge solely based on the thickness of the perfume, your bottle surpasses Lady Selena’s, but because the name of your work is so weak, Lady Selena is the champion and you are the runner-up!" Upon hearing the words from the judges’ seats, Leah's pale cheeks twitched violently, and her heart was bleeding with pain.

Just because of a name, she lost to Selena! If her perfume was named anything related to love instead of "fleeting time," then the champion trophy would be hers, and she could have crushed Selena! Selena was just a defeated underling, and had no right to sit there with other perfumers to question her! It was all because of a name! And this was only the beginning of the attacks against her.

A professional judge who had voted for her during the selection spoke coldly, "The name was almost there, and we could suppress our discomfort to award you the runner-up, but if both the inspiration and the meaning were wrong, then you can forget about this runner-up prize!" "Miss Leah, please answer us immediately. Why did your work and inspiration have such a mismatch?" Leah's face suddenly turned red, and her blood-colored face trembled as she shouted, "I was the runner-up of an international competition three years ago. None of these perfumers here are stronger than me in terms of skill, so why are they questioning me?" The faces of those perfumers turned unpleasant upon hearing her words.

Selena's smile on her face became even more triumphant.

"What if we also question your inspiration?"