Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Chapter 531 Public Execution "Didn't they dislike Selena before? Why are they suddenly so united in helping Selena?" "Of course, it's because Lady Selena is so powerful! For this group of the best perfumers, besides strength, what else can make them convinced?" "Leah is a typical sore loser! How dare she accuse Mr. Ghost of cheating and now she deserves to be collectively criticized by these outstanding perfumers!" With the collective boycott of the perfumers, those who echoed Leah's voice had to shut up.

At this point, if anyone is still ignorant and questions Selena's championship, they will immediately be drowned in the audience's spit.

Leah stood on the stage with a pale face.

She looked at the faces full of doubt and hostility on the opposite side, and the panic in her heart spread.

She vaguely guessed that it must be Selena who had set a trap for her somewhere, making her jump in ignorance.

Now not only were her words ruthlessly refuted, but all the perfumers on the stage also collectively doubted her perfume.

But for the moment, she couldn't figure out where the problem was. As long as she suppressed her emotions and stared at Selena, she said in a cold voice, "Sorry, | was too emotional just now and spoke without thinking, and unintentionally slandered Mr. Ghost. | apologize." "I have no doubts about this championship. The championship trophy belongs to Selena. | lost this time, and | am convinced." "Now | just want to quietly take my runner-up trophy and don't want to cause any more trouble. Selena, you have made enough waves on this stage today. Why do you want to give trouble to the perfume competition because of our personal grievances?" Selena crossed her arms and chuckled lightly. Leah was really more interesting to play with than Georgia.

Her smile was sweet, but her eyes were icy cold. "You are really good at understanding others, but Leah, you have misunderstood one thing. It's not our personal grievances that question your perfume. Before you accuse me of causing trouble in the perfume competition, you should ask the perfumers and judges present if they are willing to let it go." Leah's body shook slightly, her eyes cold, staring at Selena.

Before she could ask, Alice spoke first. "I disagree! Leah, if you don't accept Lady Selena's doubt and give the most reasonable explanation, | will be the first one who won't accept this runner-up trophy!" "Leah, | did have doubts at first, but later | thought | might have been overthinking it. But seeing your performance just now, you don't even know why you lost to Lady Selena. It's ridiculous... you must accept this doubt. If you can't explain it, you definitely can't be awarded the runner-up trophy!" "Leah, please straighten your back and show your abilities and temperament as a runner-up. Accept Lady Selena's questioning with honesty and don't look around anymore!" Mr. Jenkins also spoke up from the judge's seat, "If Selena doesn't ask, | will. We awarded you the runner-up, so please live up to the honor it represents!" Leah stood stiffly on the stage, her face as pale as snow.

Facing those intimidating faces once again, she tasted the feeling of being publicly executed.

What's even more terrifying is that she has no idea how she ended up in this situation.

She had been careful enough, not even daring to say a word extra before the award ceremony.

Yet somehow, Selena had calculated her way to this point.

The audience below, seeing this scene, also looked at Leah with strong doubt in their eyes.

If it was just one person questioning Leah, or if it was intentional targeting, it would be one thing.

But in the current situation, it's not just Selena. All the perfumers, even the judges, openly expressed their doubts about Leah.

Can she escape being questioned when there are so many points of doubt on her? "Leah, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. If you want the runner-up trophy, you must be prepared to face all the questions!" "Leah, if you are doing things right, there's no need to fear others’ questioning. Only those with something to hide will act evasively when faced with questioning from others!" "Leah, please stop acting so timidly and look at Lady Selena like a normal person, waiting for her questioning. Don't bring up any other nonsense!" "Lady Selena said that if you disagree, you can also question her back. She's always welcome. Now, it's your turn!" Leah felt those sharp eyes that forced her to accept Selena’s trial brushing against her, clenching her fists.

But fortunately, she knew that Selena wouldn't easily obtain a ranking, and she had anticipated this situation in advance.

Therefore, she was only flustered, far from being afraid.

Her crimson lips curved with a hint of sneer as she stared at Selena, her eyes filled with deep sarcasm. "Selena, if you have doubts about my perfume, | don't mind creating a bottle of perfume in public to prove my skill. But afterwards, you must publicly apologize to me!" To win people over with strength, this is a trick she learned from Selena.

Didn't Selena say that strength represents everything? She herself, with her strength, conquered this group of perfumers and made them stand on her side, openly questioning Selena.

Naturally, she can also use the same means to turn these voices against Selena.

Anyway, Lady Nevaeh left behind so many fragrance formulas, she has no trouble creating good perfumes.

In an unseen angle, Leah looked at Selena with a gaze of deep satisfaction and ridicule.

The audience below was stunned when they heard this.

The voices that had helped Leah discredit Selena earlier found an opening and immediately sounded again.

"Leah is right. Selena publicly questioned her, causing damage to her reputation. An apology is necessary!" "If Leah creates a perfume that is as excellent as "fleeting time," it will prove that Selena has ulterior motives and intentionally slandered Leah!" Selena curved her red lips with a smile, teasingly looking at Leah. "Who said | doubted your perfume?" Leah suddenly froze, and the satisfaction in her eyes disappeared.

If Selena didn't doubt her perfume, then what did she doubt? The situation has spiraled out of control.

A sense of foreboding rose in Leah's mind as she watched Selena like facing a formidable enemy.

With Leah's intense gaze, Selena cheerfully dropped a sentence, "I have no doubts about your perfume. It is indeed a rare treasure..."