Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Madam, you can choose to say something that will deeply hurt your son's feelings in front of him.

Luke noticed that the lady's emotional outburst was almost over, and he was about to say something to comfort her, when suddenly a cold and powerful voice came from the screen, saying, "I'll come back and help you beat him." The scene of the perfume competition.

As everyone watched ghost enter the judges’ seat, the host saw that the enthusiasm of the audience was aroused, and he walked up to the stage with passion and announced that the fragrance competition had officially begun.

Immediately, more than thirty perfumers stood up and walked towards their respective workstations.

Selena and the others were almost done walking when they slowly stood up.

Leia bounced up onto the stage and placed the small box in her hands, beaming as she said, "Madam, you can do it!" Selena smiled at Leia and carried her small suitcase towards the only available workstation.

As she passed by an operating table, she suddenly stumbled over a foot that had appeared out of nowhere, causing her body to sway slightly and almost dropping the box in her hand.

Selena's eyes turned cold as Angie had just tripped her yesterday, almost causing her to lose her life. Selena is now particularly sensitive to this action.

She suddenly lifted her head, with a cold gaze.

The female perfumer who was standing on the side gave a sidelong glance and coldly snorted while muttering under her breath, "How come she didn't fall to her death..." Selena grabbed the box that had just been placed on the worktable and threw it towards her face.

Aloud "bang" sound- A small red wooden box was heavily smashed onto the woman's face, and the colorful perfume instantly splattered all over her face.

The woman covered her face and let out a scream The pitiful screams were especially jarring in the quiet conference room.

Capturing everyone's attention in an instant.

All the perfumers around looked at him with shock on their faces.

Selena stood coldly in the aisle, with a perfumer covering her face with both hands, her suitcase destroyed, and her body covered in a terrible mess of perfume.

The four perfumers from the Olympus Group all had darkened faces and stared at Selena.

At this critical juncture, why can't she be restless? Leah's lips curled into a slightly malicious smile.

Two perfumers who were relatively close to Selena glared at her fiercely, rushed forward, and used a handkerchief to wipe the face of the perfumer.

Once flavorings get into the eyes, it poses a big problem.

Adeline frowned and complained, "Selena, will you ever stop? Our time is valuable, unlike you who rely on backstage antics to assert yourself. If you don't want to compete, then don't disturb us!" Selena gave her a cold glance and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Watts, were you disturbed?" Adeline angrily retorted, "With all this commotion and noise, how could | not be affected by your actions?" Selena glanced in a certain direction with a half-smile and said, "That just means your cultivation isn't enough.” Adeline followed her gaze and immediately turned pale.

Patrick was positioned right behind the perfumer, closest to the exit, but at the moment he was completely focused on making the fragrance, his eyes fixated on the faintly cold mist that filled the air, showing no signs of the slightest distraction.

Doesn't it just admit that Adeline is inferior to Patrick if she is affected while Patrick is not? In the audience seats, everyone saw this scene, first they were stunned, and then got irritated.

"Damn it! Selena is so out of line! She's intentionally hurting people!" "Emilia has worked so hard to get to this point, and she's almost at the national competition stage... Selena'’s actions are equivalent to ruining all of her hard work and efforts over the years. It's too much!" "Lady Selena wouldn't just attack without reason. Could it be that Emilia did something to provoke her?" "Under the watchful eyes of the public, what can Emilia do? Besides, even if there are minor conflicts, there's no need to resort to such extreme measures. This is a domestic competition, the dream of many perfumers from childhood to adulthood..." For a moment, the scene was filled with angry voices accusing Selena.

On the judges’ panel, several judges witnessed this scene and their faces also showed displeasure.

"What's wrong with this Selena? Doesn't she know when and where to cause trouble?" "She is protected by the Riddle family from the capital, surely she is arrogant.” "That's still no excuse for being so lawless!" One of the judges frowned, "This is a live broadcast on the internet. If we ignore such malicious behavior, how will the public perceive our fragrance evaluation organization?" Several judges exchanged glances, and finally turned their gaze to a middle-aged man sitting at the very end. They respectfully asked, "Mr. Mitchell, what do you suggest we should do?" Beatrix Mitchell gave a gentle smile and said, "After all, this is in front of the public, and we must ensure fairness and impartiality in the competition, as well as the reputation of the Perfume Association. We cannot let it be compromised because of someone powerful and influential. So, in that case..." He looked ambiguously at the beautiful and noble girl on the high platform and said in a gentle tone, "Then cancel Selena's qualification to participate and 'ask' her to leave.” At the moment when Beatrix finished speaking, the man in black sitting in the chief judge's seat suddenly turned around and gave him a glance.

How should he describe that expression? He seemed to see his own rotten flesh and the tragic corpse that had been devoured by wild dogs...

Beatrix felt a huge chill run up her spine. When she looked again, the man was still sitting there, high and mighty, looking perfect and noble. It seemed that the feeling she had just now was just her imagination.

It should just be an illusion, right? The security guard on the side had already received instructions from other judges and walked over to "ask" Selena to leave the stage.

Emilia finally managed to clean her face, although she didn't hurt her eyes, she couldn't help but feel resentful at the thought of her most embarrassing appearance being seen by the whole country.

She gave Selena a fierce glare and turned to the judges. "Mr. Judge, this woman has hurt someone for no reason, destroyed my fragrance tools, and violated the rules of the Fragrance competition. Please immediately expel her!" Beatrix looked at Selena and nodded. "In view of Lady Selena's bad behavior, which has affected other perfumers, the judging panel has made a decision to disqualify her from the competition. Lady Selena, please leave.” Selena slowly lifted her eyelids and looked at the man sitting on the judge's bench, who appeared particularly gentle and elegant.

If Georgia can be sent directly to prison, and Leah can still be left to play slowly, then this beast in human skin must be completely destroyed.

She smiled, but her eyes were filled with coldness.