Be Spoiled After Rebirth (Selena and Osvaldo) novel Chapter 1411

Chapter 1411 Nightingale

It had been raining for several days in a row.

Selena stood on the steps, looking at the misty garden in the rain.

Leia ran down from upstairs with a coat, "Madam Selena, it's getting dark. It's time for dinner."

Selena turned her head and looked at Leia, "Leia, do you know where the young master has been these days?"

Since Osvaldo said he wouldn't be back these days, Selena had never seen him again.

Although she received his phone calls every day, but...

Leia looked at the hint of longing on Selena's face, and the words she was about to say got stuck in her throat, "Madam Selena, do you miss the young master?"

Selena smiled slightly, "Shall we go and bring him some food?"

In other words, she not only missed him, but also wanted to see him.

Leia widened her eyes.

For Selena's safety, she should refuse.

But Selena was showing concern for Osvaldo.

If she missed this opportunity, who knows when there will be another one?

Leia immediately said, "I know where the young master is. Madam Selena, wait here, I'll go ask the chef to prepare the food."

As she spoke, she ran towards the kitchen.

Half an hour later, Leia drove Selena away from the villa.

...

At the same time, a black BYD car stopped at the largest commercial center in the capital.

The car door opened and a young woman with a curvaceous figure in black leather walked out of the driver's seat.

The woman wore sunglasses, and her flawless lips and chin were exposed. Her walking posture was charming and alluring, attracting the covetous glances of many people along the way.

The woman seemed used to it, ignoring those hot gazes and went straight to the top floor, pushing open the door of a private room.

The people waiting inside the room looked up, their eyes skimming over the woman's full chest, showing a hint of covetousness.

Smiling, they pushed a file towards her, "This is the most relevant information about 'that person' that we have collected in the whole H Country."

The woman opened the file and looked at it, "Is this the only one?"

"Yes!"

The woman sneered and after glancing at it a few times, she casually tossed the file aside and turned to leave.

"Wait!" the person behind her spoke up, "This person has a special identity and is not easy to deal with. We need to plan carefully--"

Before he could finish his sentence, a cold light suddenly flew in from the door, grazing the man's scalp and embedding into the wall.

A woman stood at the door, elegantly took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of bone-chillingly indifferent eyes. "Who do you think... you're talking to?!"

The man's forehead broke out in a cold sweat.

"Of course, you're the ace of the assassin world," he stuttered, "but the target has a different identity. If we kill the wrong person, we might get into big trouble..."

The woman put her glasses back on and turned away, disappearing at the door. "If we kill the wrong person, it's just their bad luck!"

In the world of assassins, it's either you win or you lose.

As for whether the other party is innocent or not, what does it matter to her?