Be Spoiled After Rebirth (Selena and Osvaldo)

Chapter 554 Not Obedient Again? Leia had been eavesdropping outside the door for a while.

Finally, she understood why Selena saw Osvaldo differently from them.

This handsman had a natural beauty filter on him.

The filter was so thick, and with bit of protection, it seemed that their young master's gentle and gentlemanly appearance was temporarily stable...

Then Leia heard Selena's serious voice from inside.

"When | first met Osvaldo, he took my hand and gavehis clothes, and finally letsleep on his bed." Until now, that room and that bed were still occupied by her, while Osvaldo himself went to sleep in the next room.

How could such a handsand gentle man look like he would be harsh on women? Then cHattie's voice, "Osvaldo also saved me, which shows that you are right. Osvaldo is a good person, and those rumors are all false." Leia screamed in her heart because that person was Madam- After chatting with Hattie for a while and checking the progress of the crew, Selena ended the video call and began to study.

That night.

By the river.

A tightly wrapped figure limped sneakily towards the port.

A drunk thug stumbled over and, seeing the limping figure, grinned maliciously and blocked the person's way.

"Kid, we're a bit short on cash lately, can you lend us smoney to spend..." "Coming to the port in the middle of the night, and wrapped up so tightly, this is obviously the illegal immigration..." "Con, lethave a look, who's the big shot in M City who can't make it and has resorted to this way of escape..." One of the thugs laughed and reached up to grab the hat on the person's head.

The person was scared and shouted, "Get lost!" The thug was stunned for a moment, then becangry, "F*ck, if you don't respect us, you're asking for trouble! Beat him to death!" The gangsters surrounded him ferociously, and in a panic, he pulled out a knife and threatened, "Back off!" If it were someone else, they might have been afraid upon seeing the knife, but this gang was used to this kind of thing, and they were drunk and excited, not only unafraid but also aroused.

"Dare to use this thing against me, you don't want to live!" "Kill him!" During the scuffle, the man's hat was ripped off, revealing a gloomy, ghostly face.

"Oh, isn't this the one who was a hit, the judge who coveted the scent master's beauty?" "He's been in the Fragrance Association for so many years, he must have a lot of good stuff on him, search him!" Beatrix's face twisted, and he frantically slashed with the knife in his hand.

"Get out of here! Get the hell out of here!" One of them was slashed by him and fell onto a bridge pier. Looking at the blood flowing from his arm, the gangster's eyes turned red.

Just then, a delicate and beautiful hand suddenly stretched out from the bridge surface, pleasant and cool, and threw the knife down.

After throwing the knife, the hand retracted, as if doing something insignificant and helpful.

The gangster heard a sound and instinctively looked down, seeing a shiny and cold knife lying on the ground next to his feet.

With his eyes bloodshot, the man grabbed the knife and rushed forward.

The knife pierced the man's flesh, brutally stabbing into his body.

Bright red blood gushed out instantly.

"How dare you hurt me, go to hell!" After stabbing him once, the man was still not satisfied, and with a sinister smile, he stabbed several more times until Beatrix fell to the ground, and he stopped, standing together, gasping for breath.

A cold wind blew from the river, mixed with a strong smell of blood in the air, and entered the nose.

After the impulse passed, the man's brain suddenly woke up and he was almost completely sober.

Realizing that he had killed someone, he threw the blood-stained knife into the river and ran away.

The others reacted and followed him closely.

In the blink of an eye, only Beatrix was left lying on the ground.

He was covered in blood, and didn't even have the strength to call for help.

He tried to lift his head to seek rescue, and then, inadvertently, saw a figure standing on the opposite side of the bridge.

It was a tall man, who seemed to notice his gaze and lifted his eyelids slightly. His eerie eyes suddenly made Beatrix tremble, and he seemed to shake even his soul.

This figure...

This aura...

Hels...

Memories flashed back to yesterday's fragrance contest, where the man sitting at the head also looked at him like this.

It wasn't a hallucination...

The instinct for survival overwhelmed the fear. He used all his strength and lifted his hand, "Please..." The man stood there indifferent, just like he casually threw away the knife. He stood regally on the bridge, ignoring the other's misery.

Beatrix convulsed and, with his last instinct, knelt down in deep repentance, praying for forgiveness and hoping to receive treatment.

The man hooked his bloody lips, his eyes showing no mercy, only a terrifying coldness.

He coldly looked down at the other's pain, struggle, repentance, and despair... until he died completely.

After Beatrix took his last breath, the man turned around and his slender figure disappeared into the darkness.

The only thing left behind was a twisted and pained body lying on the ground.

The next morning, after Selena woke up, she unconsciously looked around the room.

The room was empty, except for herself.

A hint of disappointment welled up in Selena's heart, and she looked up at the clock on the wall.

Then she laughed, it was only seven o'clock in the morning, even if Osvaldo was coming to pick her up, he couldn't have arrived so early.

Selena suppressed the slight disappointment in her heart, got up and washed up, and then walked out of the room.

Leia was standing at the dining table. She heard the door open and turned around with a bright smile, "Good morning, Madam." Selena took the warm water from her and smiled, "Good morning." As she spoke, her eyes unconsciously wandered around the living room.

Leia noticed that she was absent-minded and asked with a smile, "Madam, what are you looking for?" Selena cback to her senses and shook her head, "Nothing, I'm packing up. We'll leave for the airport after breakfast.” She comforted herself in her heart that Osvaldo was too busy and her going hwas just a small matter, she didn't want to trouble him.

After Selena figured it out, she finished her water and sat down at the dining table.

As usual, she moved the milk carton aside, and just as she picked up her spoon to eat breakfast, a slender and white hand suddenly reached out from behind her.

The owner of the hand picked up the milk carton, inserted a straw, and then handed it to her lips, chuckling softly, "Not being obedient again, huh?"