Rebirth To Be The Revenge Queen

Chapter 207 Osvaldo Is Handsome

Chapter 207 Osvaldo is handsome

Against a cadre of eager eyes, Luke added, "No."

Vivian pursed her lips.

Luke continued, "He truly loved her and was prepared to be with her for the rest of his life."

Vivian's face lost its blood.

A dead silence fell over the entire box.

Freddie Mills' gaze was deep as he stared at Luke.

Luke met his eyes, "I mean it, you know him, if anyone dares to touch a hair on the woman he likes, he

will kill him, no matter who the other party is."

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Vivian lowered her eyelids, hiding the look in her eyes, except for her slightly trembling fingers, which

gave away the unrest deep inside her heart.

Luke seemed not to see Freddie's cold eyes, tamely sipping his wine, "By the way, he doesn't want

people to know that he got married, so don't talk nonsense when you guys go back to the capital. If the

news gets out and brings any trouble to his wife, then you have to be ready to be retaliated by him."

Vivian clenched her fingers.

The atmosphere was dead silent.

James was the first to avert his eyes and started drinking.

So there was something fishy about Osvaldo's birthday party.

Richard looked at Vivian and then at Luke, who was confronting Freddie, and finally knew what he had

done wrong, so he let out a cry and pounced on Luke's side.

"Luke, help."

Luke slapped him away, "You might as well beg his wife, her words are better than anyone's."

Richard looked back at Vivian, whose face was somber, and felt that he might really die.

The others who had come uninvited looked at each other, not expecting such a sudden scene.

The atmosphere was falling silent and the door of the compartment was pushed open.

Everyone's eyes looked over in unison, so did Vivian.

After the group of people had glance over the familiar face of Osvaldo, they finally fixed their eyes on

the woman whose waist he was holding.

She was so good looking, even more beautiful than Vivian.

And she had good temperament, like a pure lady of honour.

Vivian looked her up and down, regaining her confidence and casually looking away as if she didn't

care at all.

What right does a good-looking woman without even a hint of aura have to compete with her?

As Richard was staring in awe, Luke kicked him, "Do you really want to get beaten up?"

Richard reacted and immediately ran over with full enthusiasm, "Hello, Mrs. Anderson."

Selena was stunned when she saw a man running towards her and opening his mouth to call her Mrs.

Anderson.

What a strange name.

She smiled, "Hello."

Richard blushed, but given the nature of Osvaldo, he did not have the courage to shake hands with

Selena, warmly said, "Mrs. Anderson, come and sit here, they are all our people, you must not be

restrained."

"Let me introduce you," Richard led Selena towards a sofa with no one sitting on it and began to

introduce, "That man in white who doesn't like to talk is James, the one sitting next to James in black is

called Freddie, and next to Freddie sits his sister Vivian."

Richard introduced one by one, and when he was done, he looked at Selena with a smile, "My name is

Richard."

Selena patiently listened to the long gibberish, and finally said with a smile, "Hello guys, my name is

Selena."

There was silence in the box.

Osvaldo gave them a cold glance.

The crowd's faces stiffened and instantly came to life as they spoke out.

"Hello, Mrs. Anderson."

"Welcome."

Except for James and the Mills siblings, everyone called Selena gibberish.

Selena didn't seem to notice the glimpse of awkwardness, nodding to the crowd and tilting her face to

look at Osvaldo, "I thought it would be more formal."

Osvaldo recalled the fact that Selena had changed into a dress, the corners of his lips curled, "I know

you don't like it."

She was temporarily lured out in the name of a birthday party, so that she could have a rest.

Besides, he noticed was that his wife seemed to be a bit of a "closeted", not experiencing many of the

things that seemed normal to others.

The opportunity to take her out was too good to pass up.

Selena gave a smile, "I am not too fond of that kind of occasion."

She looked around the room with a bit of novelty and finally landed on the mahjong table, "It's my first

time in a place like this."

Her words had different meaning to others.

Attract to Love was most high-end club in Creephia that only catered to aristocrats. But this was the

first time that this woman had come here, so she must not be from a good background.

But looking at the gentleness and smile that had never been on the face of Osvaldo, no one dared to

show the slightest look of contempt.

Osvaldo inquired, "Want to play?"

Selena's smile remained unchanged, "I don't know how to play."

"That's okay," said Osvaldo, who had taken her hand and led her towards the mahjong table, "I'll teach

you."

When he moved, the others naturally did not dare to lag behind.

Freddie stared at Osvaldo's back for a moment, got up and walked over.

James followed suit.

After all, it's a rare opportunity to play mahjong with Osvaldo.

Freddie alone might not be able to handle it.

It would be a great pleasure to have this man disgraced in front of his lovely wife.

Vivian followed with a proud face, and from the beginning to the end, it was as if Selena was not in the

scene.

In the end, Freddie, James, Luke and Osvaldo each had a corner.

Selena sat behind Osvaldo, looking at his cards with wide-eyed curiosity.

Osvaldo spoke softly to her about the rules.

Selena nodded her head to show that she remembered.

Four men began to play.

Richard, who was extremely discerning, put a small table in front of Selena, which was filled with

snacks and fruits.

He poured a glass of wine and handed it to Selena, "Mrs. Anderson, this is the most famous wine here,

try it."

Without waiting for Selena to speak, Osvaldo reached out first and took the glass of wine, giving

Richard a cold glance, "She can't drink."

Then tilting his head, he downed the glass himself.

The bright red liquor pressed against Osvaldo's lips, flowing down his throat, a few drops of which

spilled out and slid down his neckline into his shirt. His skin, stained with the bright red liquor, revealed

a sense of compulsion.

Selena couldn't take her eyes off it, knowing for the first time that the image of a man drinking was so

seductive and sexy.

The corners of Selena's lips curled.