Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3

It was a man who was dressed in black all over.

Selena could not describe his appearance, for every part of his body looked like it had been carefully sculpted by God, oozing with endearing and obsessive charm.

She can’t say what’s beautiful, but it seems to look good everywhere.

At the moment, his dignified aura overwhelmed the earth, which seemed to lose its brightness.

His dark eyes were so profound and even his fingers were attractive.

Selena was shocked by his handsomeness and aura, as well as the scent of his body.

After careful recollection, it seems that there are no rumours about this man in Creephia.

Who is he?

“Young Master, Miss Collins has heard those bad rumours about you and has run away from the marriage.”

The man’s delicate face was devoid of any extra emotion and his voice was pleasing to ears, “In three minutes, go and pick up a clean female creature from the roadside.”

Selena, “…”

Female creature?

Is it okay to be a random person?

He’s almost less picky than she is.

Selena stared at the man for a moment, and with an idea in her mind, she stepped forward with a faint smile on her face, “Sir, shall we marry each other?”

She raised the ID card and money in her hand, “My treat.”

The man looked over and met her black and clear eyes.

“What’s your name?” He asked, his voice with its own compelling undertones.

Selena smiled faintly, “Selena Riddle.”

There seemed to be a strange light fluttering under the man’s cold eyes, but it was fleeting, too fast to catch.

The assistant standing beside him looked up at Selena in surprise, scowl in his eyes.

Selena Riddle?

The daughter of the Riddle family who was publicly repudiated by her fiancé because of her unpleasant private style?

Such a notorious woman, after being dumped by a man, dares to seek marriage with their young master, she really does not have any self-awareness.

The assistant’s expression was unpleasant to the extreme and he opened his mouth, about to say something, but the man seemed to be aware of it and glanced at him gently.

With a chill in his heart, the assistant lowered his head and swallowed his objections in cold sweat.

The man gazed intently at Selena, his gaze regal, with a touch of scrutiny under his eyes.

Selena thought he was weighing the pros and cons, her face was full of confidence as she spoke out to explain, “You need a wife, I need a husband, you marrying me is a win-win situation. After the marriage, I will do my best to cooperate with whatever you need me to do, likewise, when I need your help, you can’t just stand by.”

Although, at present, she envisages simply needing a married status to use that twenty percent of shares.

But nothing is absolute and it never hurts to be prepared for both.

The man seemed to be dissatisfied with her explanation, his eyes sank slightly, but in a moment he seemed to have thought of something and pushed down the hint of displeasure, his seductive thin lips spitting out, “My name is Osvaldo Anderson.”