Ghost suddenly froze in its movements.
If it were for any other reason, nothing could stop him from walking towards Selena.
But if Selena were to know his true nature, she might be afraid and want to leave him...
The emotions churning in the man's heart were like being doused with a bucket of ice water, extinguishing all his impulses in an instant.
He looked at Selena.
That woman was always so proud and noble.
She had raised her head again, with a confident and beautiful smile on her face. Her noble and elegant demeanor was as if the fleeting vulnerability just now was only his illusion.
But the man knew it was not.
Others only saw her dominance and coldness, but he had held her in his arms, kissed her, and knew how delicate and fragile she was.
When he held her, he was afraid of exerting too much force and hurting her.
He treasured her so much...
But these demons and monsters kept hurting her over and over again!
Leah on stage suddenly felt a chilling sensation.
It was like being targeted by a powerful and terrifying presence that could not be described or escaped from, making her body shiver.
What kind of feeling was this?
Leah stood in place, terrified, with all color draining from her face.
At this moment, after listening to all the perfumers' words, the audience on site was stunned.
Originally, when Selena said she questioned Leah's inspiration and meaning, those present thought the reason was not convincing.
After all, as Leah said, there were a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people, and inspiration was something that couldn't be distinguished.
But Leah went too far.
"This is too different. Cherishing time and love has nothing to do with it, no matter how you look at it..."
"No wonder Selena questioned Leah. If it's like this, anyone would have doubts, right?"
"This is not even a 'Hamlet' problem, but a problem of pointing at a horror movie in a romance movie..."
"Either the other perfumers on site have gone crazy, or Leah is crazy!"
"What is going on here?"
"No wonder Selena said the runner-up award cannot be given to Leah. With such a big loophole, if the runner-up trophy is really given to Leah, how would the other perfumers think?"
Selena looked at Leah's pale face, her smile sweet and even joyful. "Leah, in response to the questions raised by the perfumers on site... can't you explain?"
Leah stood stiffly on the stage, her face as white as snow.
At the moment Selena spoke, the two fearful and terrified glances that had fallen on her back suddenly disappeared.
Leah's tense nerves finally recovered.
She slowly raised her head, her eyes cold and resentful, glaring at Selena.
For the first time, this woman who loved acting, standing in front of everyone, staring at her own sister, her face showed unreserved coldness and resentment.
If she still couldn't see that she had fallen into Selena's trap by now, then she was really foolish!
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