Mystery Bride's Revenge (Selina) novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93  

Selina, you’ve got just one opponent–handle it however you like. And if any backup comes along, don’t sweat it. I’ve got your back. Just the two of us are enough, lydia said casually, he legs crossed like a boss, her hands resting on the back of the couch, swaying slightly as if she owned the place. She wouldve totally pulled off the mob boss vibe, if not for her extraordinary beauty that still sent hearts racing among the guys nearby, despite her seemingly cocky pose. And then, there was Selina, whose looks could cause an explosion of hearts just fonding by. Should a brawl break out, it was clear whose side the crowd would take–the two celestial beauties 

“Let’s get it on!” 

“Fight, fight, fight!” 

“Fight. 

The crowd loved a spectacle and egged it on, clapping hands and blowing whistles. After all, who wouldn’t relish a free show, especially when they weren’t the ones to clean up afterward? 

Rence was in a fix. She could feel countless eyes pinned on her. If it had been any other day, Renee’s black belt in judo would have given her enough confidence to stand her ground. Even if few guys ganged up on her, as long as they were unarmed, she was sure she could take them down. But she was up against Selina! A beast in human form! A one–wotgan wrecking crew who had single–handedly demolished their entire judo team. Renee wasn’t stupid. She knew better than to walk right into a whooping when she was clearly outmatched. Only a fool would willingly offer up their face for a pounding 

Jennifer, sensing the trouble brewing, had already quietly slipped away, leaving Renee alone to bear the brunt of the brewing storm. They might be friends, but they weren’t exactly esters–why should Jennifer suffer just because Renee had bitten off more than she could chew? Their friendship seemed as flimsy as plastic at that moment. 

Just as Renee was scrambling for an excuse to bounce, a voice cut through the tension, like a lifeline thrown to a drowning person: “What’s going on here? It was Mamell Upon hearing the voice, Renee turned to see a face with a striking resemblance to Selina and exclaimed with relief, “Manuel!” 

Manuel had just arrived at the Starlight Club and was drawn in by the crowd which he wouldn’t have approached had he not recognized Selina’s voice. To his surprise, it was Rence and Jennifer who had kicked the hornets’ nest, provoking Selina. 

Rence instantly morphed into a damsel in distress, ducking behind Manuel with tear–filled eyes. “Manuel, it’s all because of Selina… She started trouble with me out of the blue, and I’m so scared!” 

Selina barely suppressed a scoff. She thought, ‘Is this fool really a black belt in judo? She’d picked up a few tricks from Ashley but lacked the superior acting skills. Her abrupt transformation only comes off as thickly insincere, like those superficial wannabes. Manuel is another case of idiocy. Even if he is looking for a girlfriend, he doesn’t need to look for this kind of trash. The thought of sharing the same blood as such an imbecile made Selina’s skin crawl from deep within! 

Manuel’s brow furrowed imperceptibly. Though he felt nothing for Renee, and their breakup was just a matter of time, Selina’s bullying seemed like a targeted attack against him! It was sheer revenge! 

It was because of Manuel that Renee was hurt, something he couldn’t just ignore. Besides, there was this piece of news Manuel had just received, and he had a burning question for Selina. Drawing in a deep breath, Manuel asserted, “Selina, step outside with me!” 

Raising an eyebrow, Selina taunted, “What? Do you want to fight No need for such a hassle. With a weakling like you, I’d just need one kick to blow you apart.” 

“Is your head just filled with fists and violence? No wonder you have such a backcountry vibe. If it were Ashley, she’d never act the way you do!” 

He thought, ‘Look at that, What a woman! How could she possibly be taken seriously as the true heiress of the Harvey family? Ashley, the real gem of the Harvey family, never resorted to this kind of bullish arrogance, this, desperate need to resolve everything with a fight, or speaking in such an aggressively pretentious manner like some nouveau riche! 

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Chapter 93 

The more Manuel thought about it, the more satisfied he felt with how he treated Selina in the past, coldly and disdainfully. forcing her to leave the family of her own accord. She was unlit to stay; compared to Ashley, Selina wasn’t worth a single finger! If Selina stayed any longer, it would only deepen the betrayal she had carved into the family’s name. 

“Freaking hell… Lydia was fuming, nearly grabbing a beer bottle to give Manuel a piece of her mind–with a good whack on his head to send him off to paradise! 

But Selina stopped her. “Lydia, he’s not worth your anger. It would just bring down your own value.” 

The calm in Selina’s words was like a spring breeze, dousing Lydia’s fire substantially, Lydia huffed coldly, “You’re right. I shouldn’t get mad; wouldn’t want to cheapen myself With that, she flipped Manuel the bird. 

“This feud is between Selina and me. I don’t care who you are, please stay out of it,” Manuel said, barely containing his disdain for Lydia. He thought, ‘Of course, she would be just like Selina, a suburban tomboy all edgy and rough around the edges. Where is that demure, poised lady–like grace? Such a waste of a pretty facel 

Lydia snapped back, unapologetically. “And what’s it to you? I’ll meddle if I want to. Annoyed? Bite me. Selina’s issues are 

mine 100 

“You! Selina, after leaving the Harvey family and betraying your blood relatives, was it all just to mix with these country bumpkins? You’ve let their backwoods ways get under your skin! 

Manuel had never met such unreasonable women. Selina had changed so suddenly; before, she was weak and submissive–a facade that had apparently fooled everyone in the Harvey family. And now, here she was, domineering and harming her kin at whim. What a revelation! This tomboy was the true thom! 

The next second, in a flash as fast as lightning, a glass of drink was hurled at Manuel’s face. Stunned, Manuel felt the cool, liquid trickling down his face. The room erupted. 

Encore! Encore!”