Be Spoiled After Rebirth (Selena and Osvaldo) novel Chapter 827

Chapter 827 Selena, 9.9 billion!

Just two words, but the entire venue fell silent.

The voice was pleasant to listen to, but it was hard to describe exactly what made it so appealing. The tone was flat and straightforward, without any warmth or inflection.

Despite its small size, the voice had an eerie effect, causing everyone in the room to hear it clearly.

The eyes of the crowd followed the direction of the voice as one.

Walking towards the bright sunlight was a tall figure dressed only in black and white.

As everyone's gaze fell on the man, the surroundings fell silent to near deathly stillness.

The man walking out of the sunlight had no expression on his face, just a pair of dark and eerie eyes fixed on Selena, making people's hearts tremble.

Selena's eyes widened slightly and as she realized what was happening, they grew brighter. She pushed against the back of the chair and in an instant left the contestant seat, leaping down towards the stage.

Her red dress fluttered in the air like a dancing butterfly, and she eagerly threw herself into the man's embrace.

The man reached out his long and powerful arm and embraced her waist.

Then, with a forceful motion, he embedded her into his embrace.

Selena smiled happily, her red lips curving upwards like a delicate doll pendant hanging from his arms. Looking into the man's eyes, she said with a hint of longing, "You're back..."

Osvaldo looked at the small face in his arms, so close at hand. A hint of a smile appeared on the face that was expressionless just moments before. It was so captivating that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

Amidst the attention of the public, he held out his hand to Selena.

The hand was as delicate and noble as carved jade, exuding a ghostly aura.

Selena blinked, feeling a bit confused.

She had been too busy counting the time and had not heard what people were saying in the audience.

Osvaldo leaned in close to her ear, his blood-red lips brushing her lightly as he whispered, "Fill in a number."

Selena's soft, pale face blushed slightly, but she obediently wrote a number in the man's palm despite her confusion.

Osvaldo never took his eyes off her face, sensing the number she had written, and his mood grew even better. His lips curved into a slightly twisted arc, and with a resounding voice, he completed the sentence he had not finished earlier.

"9. 9 billion!"

With a "boom," the tense atmosphere suddenly exploded.

"Did my ears just fail me?"

"The sentence reads, Selena 9. 9 billion?"

"Selena... 9. 9 billion..."

After realizing the meaning behind the man's words, everyone present was greatly shocked.

All the perfumers present widened their eyes and looked at Selena, their expressions unclear whether they were envious or jealous.

Especially the female perfumers, their faces turned pale, and several were so shocked that they almost fell.

Compared to the 9. 9 billion from this man, the one billion that the mysterious person gave Leah was nothing!

Leah stared at Selena with a distorted expression, trembling with anger.

Originally, Selena was making a fool of herself, but after this man appeared, she was instantly elevated to a pedestal that everyone else couldn't reach.