Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Chapter 1522 Making Him Angry Mr. White laughed, "This is just a virus, as long as it is cured in time, it will not leave any scars on the human body." "My god would not want to hurt you, so | naturally wouldn't do anything to make him angry." Selena played with the test tube in her slender fingers, her gaze falling on Mr. White's face.

"I have one last question," Selena sighed softly.

Mr. White's face became very serious.

"Is he really still alive?" Selena asked.

With a bang, the black-haired man suddenly burst open the door of the conference room.

The large conference room was particularly quiet.

Selena's hands were elegantly placed on the table, with Mr. White sitting across from her, the whole scene exuding a strange harmony.

Hearing the sound, Selena turned around and saw Osvaldo standing at the door, his face showing surprise. "Why are you here?" Osvaldo's gaze was locked tightly on her face, as if he was observing something.

The man was about to step forward, but Selena spoke first. "Osvaldo, there is no signal in the conference room and the news cannot be transmitted. | have something to talk to Black Crow and White Crow about. Please help me call them from outside." Osvaldo's footsteps did not stop, and his dark gaze was fixed on her face.

Mr. White stood up, took off his hat, and bowed to Selena with a smile. "It was a pleasure talking to you, Miss. I'll take my leave now." After speaking, Mr. White chuckled and looked at Osvaldo, leaning on his cane as he walked out of the room.

Osvaldo walked towards Selena without looking away, his pace getting faster and faster.

Selena had an impeccable smile on her face. "I really have something very important to tell them, Osvaldo. Can you help me make the call, please?" Osvaldo remained silent, his eyes getting darker and darker.

As he was about to reach Selena, her smile finally disappeared.

She got up from her seat and took several steps back, creating some distance between them.

Osvaldo's footsteps suddenly stopped in their tracks, his gaze fixed on her face. "Selena, what have you done?!" Selena trembled uncontrollably at his unprecedentedly stern tone. "Nothing," she replied calmly. "Can't you see I'm fine? | really need to talk to Black Crow and White Crow about something important, but | can't leave here right away, so..." Osvaldo's gaze was icy as he stepped closer and closer to her.

In the quiet meeting room, the man's forceful and slow footsteps sounded particularly clear.

As the distance between the two of them grew closer, cracks in Selena's composure gradually appeared. "Don't do this..." Osvaldo's slender figure suddenly lunged forward.

Selena hastily retreated, letting out a panicked cry, "Don't come near me!" In her panic, something fell from her hand and landed on the ground, making a clear shattering sound.

Osvaldo stood three steps away from her and looked over to where the sound came from.

On the beautiful marble tile, an empty test tube fell to the ground and shattered. In an instant, Osvaldo seemed to realize something terrible, and his handsome face twisted for a moment.

His cold gaze returned to Selena's face, and for the first time, he became angry with her, "Selena!" Selena looked at the man's cold eyes, explaining with a trembling voice, "That's... the underground virus. We already have a vaccine, and as long as we find the original carrier, we can get the antidote. There won't be any problem..." Under Osvaldo's suddenly pale face, Selena's breath was stuck.

She stood there with cold hands and feet, looking at the man's grim face. Her heart tightened, "I..." Although she was prepared before coming, watching Osvaldo's slightly trembling appearance now, her thoughts were still blown into a tangled mess.

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and explained forcefully, "I don't have time. If we don't find that person, the underground virus vaccine will be delayed indefinitely." "After all, | owe that person my life, and if | don't repay him, | will never be at peace." "There's also... there's also..." No matter how many reasons there were, facing the man's expression at this moment, Selena couldn't bear to continue speaking.

Osvaldo's cold gaze locked onto her, and his ghostly-colored pupils seemed to be burning with raging flames, staring straight at her face, as if he wanted to tear her apart.

Dragging his heavy footsteps, like walking through thorns, he approached her.

Selena lost control and retreated backward, "Don't come near me! Don't come near me!" She is now a living, walking source of infection, like a virus.

Osvaldo burst in unexpectedly, catching her off guard, and she didn't have time to take any defensive measures.

Osvaldo seemed oblivious to her fear, only stopping his advance when Selena had nowhere else to go.

He stood before her, towering over the trembling figure huddled in the corner.

Selena covered her face with her hands and tried not to breathe, hoping to avoid his touch.

She couldn't see Osvaldo's face, but his presence felt strange and frightening.

Suddenly, a cold hand gripped her shoulder.

Selena screamed, but before she could make a sound, Osvaldo lifted her up without mercy.

His strength was overpowering, and Selena’s face turned white from the pressure.

He held her tightly against his chest, and in that moment, she felt as if he could merge her into his very being.

The embrace was suffocating, and Selena struggled to get away. "Don't come near me!" she cried.

Osvaldo pinched her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. His voice was cold, like snow on a winter night. "Why are you always so disobedient?" Selena's breathing became rapid, and her face turned even paler. She realized that she had angered him.

Osvaldo's expression remained emotionless, and his voice was icy as he continued, "Since you don't understand, | have no choice.” In the next moment, his cold lips pressed against hers, and he began to devour her breath.

Selena whimpered and struggled to turn her head, but her strength was insignificant against his iron-like grip.

She felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, helpless in his arms.

Their breaths were mixed together, and Osvaldo held her tightly, as if he wanted to consume her completely.

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