Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Chapter 339 Selena’s dance stunning the audience Georgia stared in horror.

What does Selena mean by this? Selena looked at her and said coldly, "You do have a point, but everything you said presupposes that | can't get it perfectly shoot out today, may | ask Miss Palmer, when did | say that | can't get it out today and have to continue in the future?" Georgia choked suddenly.

She thought it over carefully, then realized with a shock that Selena had indeed never said anything from the beginning to the end, that she was not going to shoot today and would have to continue another day.

It was she who listened to the words of other people's persuasion and had the preconception that Selena must not be able to shoot, and she obstinately refused to give up in order to take the moral high ground to persuade and criticise her.

But that doesn't change anything.

Georgia snickered in her heart, but said warmly, "But Selena, Miss Paisley didn't even succeed in this scene, which other person on the scene could dance better than Miss Paisley? If there really is such a person, she definitely can't be obscure.” Paisley's eyes followed suit, a hint of displeasure at being offended under her eyes, "Lady Selena, may | ask what you mean by this statement?" If someone could really surpass her, then why did Selena invite her in the first place? If no one could surpass her and suppress Hattie, then Selena's words would only make herself even more uncomfortable.

Mr. Padilla and Luke were puzzled, thinking that Selena had been angered by Georgia and was deliberately speaking in anger.

Mr. Padilla advised her, "Selena, don't be angry." Selena shook her head, "It's alright, Mr. Padilla.” She stood up from her chair, walked up to Paisley and extended her hand, "Miss Paisley, please give me that bracelet, | will tell you later the reason." Paisley took the blood-red jade bracelet off her wrist in disbelief and handed it to Selena.

Selena took the jade bracelet, looked at it for a moment, and then, in full view of everyone, put it on her wrist.

The blood-red wrist, wrapped around a slender wrist, is beautiful and stunning.

The room was instantly in an uproar.

A collective look of dismay passed over both the crowd and the cast of Tonyan Town.

Georgia froze for a moment, then sneered.

Selena would really do anything to save reputation.

In all the years she had known Selena, she had never known that she could dance.

Even if she had gone to dance lessons during the two years they were apart, there was no way she could have surpassed Paisley, who had been dancing for almost thirty years.

She's only making herself more humiliated.

Selena put on the jade bracelet and moved her wrist, then she stood in the moonlight, turned back, and looked at Hattie, "Come." Hattie ran over with gusto.

Selena could dance, which seemed to Hattie to be a matter of course.

All the daughters of the Riddle family are good dancers, and since Selena is the daughter of Nevaeh, what is so unusual about her being a better dancer than her? Hattie likes to dance with Selena.

She ran to Selena's side and tilted her face up, and her eyes, under the moonlight, were a moistened and clinging look from the heart.

Selena raised her hand and touched her face, her gentle voice was slightly hoarse, "God loved the world that he gave his only son, that whosoever believes in him shall not perish, but have everlasting life." The wind from the wilderness blew from the water, carrying the coolness of the night and lifting the long hair of Selena.

From those black pupils, Hattie seemed to see a long, lonely, cold, never-ending night.

Georgia felt that if she had really caused Selena to feel humiliated in public, she would be so enraged that she would refuse to care about her anymore.

If she had said something to stop her now, she would have known she was wrong and would have been grateful to her, thus drawing her into a relationship.

Georgia suppressed a cold smile from the corner of her lips and walked in the direction of the two, saying warmly, "Selena, stop it, you don't know how to dance at all-" And at the same moment, Selena, who was looking tenderly at Hattie, moved with her hands slightly raised.

Georgia's next words stuck abruptly in her throat.

She was like a chicken in a chokehold, frozen in place, looking incredulously at the fluttering figure that was close at hand.

Not only her, at this moment, whether in front of the screen, or in the screen, everyone's eyes were wide open, like a wooden stake, their eyes staring motionlessly at the figure that was like a genie, dancing.

Equally captivated were the man who had just driven closer, and the two figures, one in black and one in white, standing side by side on the rooftop not far from.

The wind blew silently in the night as darkness descended.

Everything around them seemed to be far away in an instant, and all that was left in their eyes was that stunningly figure dancing around.

The corners of her skirt rippled with gentle waves, and her bracelet made of blood jade shone brightly in the moonlight, but it never overshadowed the slender wrist.

The man was clearly close at hand, but it was as if he were in the moon.

The wind whipped through her long hair, through her skirt, through her skin, through her dark eyes, through her delicate red lips.

"Mom." The woman turned around and hugged the child at her side, "Yes?" "| can dance with them, | can dance better than all of them." "No." the beautiful woman took a deep shuddering breath, clearly distressed at having to deprive her daughter of her hobby, and she said hoarsely, "Selena, remember that no one in this kingdom is qualified that can make you dance for them, you have to be the one who appreciates their dancing.” The girl looked eagerly at the group of people dancing outside the sanctuary, "But mum, | like dancing, | want to..." "And you can't say you like it," the woman suppressed her emotions and looked lovingly at her thin, pale daughter, who was tormented by her illness, and almost sobbed, "I'm sorry, | can't give you the freedom to choose, but | love you ." In the moonlight, Selena opened her eyes and saw countless stars overhead.

The wind rolled in the scent of freedom and gently brushed every part of her body.

Selena took a deep, greedy breath.

She always forgets the fact that she is dead.

Now she is that person, but not that person.

It seemed that she had never been so free, and it even gave her the thought that she wanted to go with the wind, or that time would stay forever in this moment.

But both lust and weakness will only ever be occasional moments for her.

No one, no thing, in this world can shake her faith.

Selena calmed down slightly and finished that Mingo dance with a final twirl.

Long, dark hair accompanied by a skirt falls silently back into place.

She stood in the moonlight and tilted her face slightly, revealing dark, clear eyes.

At that moment, the wind stops, the clouds stop and the heart throbs.