CHAPTER 870 SELENA, CAN'T YOU SAY SOMETHING?

Chapter 870 Selena, Can't You Say Something?

"Sis, why are you stopping me? When Selena went on stage just now, she was still smiling, but when

she came back, her face turned so ugly. That woman just chased after her outside... she must have

done something behind the scenes!"

Nova could see it, how could other viewers not think more?

The little girls who were fans of Selena were all angry, their tempers flaring, and they started cursing on

the spot.

"Leah, don't you have shame? You're already infamous throughout the entire H country, why can't you

just settle down?"

"Leah, please spare Lady Selena and spare the disgrace of our H country! If you don't think of others,

then at least think of the good karma for the child in your belly. We really don't want to make a scene

and curse at a pregnant woman!"

"If Leah weren't pregnant, I really want to pounce on her and tear off her face, to see how she dares to

be so shameless!"

The students of Creephia University went to see Selena, who was sitting pale and silent in her seat,

asking about her with great concern.

"Lady Selena, 'Heartfelt' is your perfume, right?"

"Lady Selena, did Leah use some despicable means to threaten you to give her your perfume? This

shameless plagiarist!"

"Lady Selena, don't be afraid, what did Leah use to threaten you? Just tell us and we'll get justice for

you!"

Because of the sudden turn of events, they temporarily forgot about Selena's disappointment at only

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On the judges' bench, all the judges in H country had blackened and become more serious than ever

before.

Leah stood on the stage, looking at the overwhelming angry shouts directed at her, her spine chilling,

and her eyes completely dark.

In the many years of the fragrance competition, it was the first time that someone had received the

runner-up, yet had received such a wave of angry shouts from the audience.

The audience's backlash was too severe, even the usually agile host didn't know how to round it off,

standing awkwardly in place.

Dominic, sitting in the corner, watched the scene with a stiff expression.

In theory, Leah was now his fiancée, and getting the runner-up meant that they had the possibility of

making a comeback. Dominic should have been happy.

But as he looked at so many voices accusing Leah, Dominic's mood became even worse.

Because he suddenly realized that he and Leah could never go back to their former glamorous life in

the mansion.

No matter where they go, as long as Selena is alive, the reputation of being a scumbag man and a

cheap woman will follow them for the rest of their lives.

Dominic looked at Selena on stage, her expression hidden behind her long hair, and suddenly closed

his eyes. On stage, the faces of several perfumers from H country were also particularly ugly.

Mandy took a deep breath, ".... it's too disgusting."

Alice was so angry that she trembled all over, glaring at Leah, "Is this woman treating us all as fools?"

Compared to the anger of the H country audience, the reactions of perfumers and audiences from

other countries were not as intense.

Firstly, people tend to have preconceived notions. Leah was already more famous than Selena

internationally, and not everyone knew about the H country competition, leading to the impression that

Leah still had the honor and ability of an international runner-up.

Secondly, as a newcomer perfumer, Selena's aura was too strong and her popularity was too high,

which sparked a lot of people's rebellious psychology.

Seeing so many H country people helping to curse Leah, foreign audiences immediately fought back.

"What does this H country audience mean? Miss Leah won the championship with her own ability, and

you just say that her perfume is Selena's? This is ridiculous!"

"Are you all crazy? Miss Leah is an international runner-up, what is Selena? She only just touched the

threshold of international competition for the first time this year, it's normal that she didn't get a ranking.

How can you say that Miss Leah's perfume is Selena's?"

"This approach is wrong. As soon as Miss Leah took the stage, you shouted that her perfume was

someone else's. This is a strange way of doing things. Have you all been brainwashed by Selena?"

On the judges' bench, Cronin slammed the table and stood up, cursing loudly, "What is the meaning of

H country? Treating the international competition's runner-up like this, do you have any manners? My

disciple won the honor with her own ability, what is Selena? How dare you say that my disciple's

perfume is hers?"

Cronin was so angry for a reason.

Daisy, who was the most promising candidate to win the championship under Cronin's tutelage, ended

up as the third-place winner in this fragrance competition, which made Cronin very unhappy.

Unexpectedly, Leah became the runner-up.

With Daisy already eliminated, the championship was 100% certain to go to Lancelot, which meant that

he had lost to Gibran, that old man. However, even if he did not cultivate a champion, a third-place

winner and a runner-up would be enough to save his face.

But before he could even feel happy, Leah found herself in a situation where she was being blamed by

everyone. A runner-up could make him famous, but being a plagiarist could also make him infamous.

Mr. Jenkins looked at Cronin coldly and said, "Based on the fact that Leah has won the international

competition runner-up and domestic championship with perfumes that were plagiarized from Nevaeh,

she is not qualified to be a perfumer!"

Cronin did not show any shocked expression at what he had heard. He just sneered and questioned

Mr. Jenkins, "Do you have any evidence that my disciple plagiarized Nevaeh?"

Mr. Jenkins immediately became gloomy. During the domestic competition, Selena was about to

produce evidence of Leah's plagiarism, but Leah suddenly fainted and was later found to be pregnant.

Eventually, the matter had to be dropped.

The current situation was that everyone in H country knew that Leah had plagiarized Nevaeh, and

everyone believed that Leah was a plagiarist. However, there was no conclusive evidence to convict

her.

The members of the fragrance association regretted not pursuing the matter to the end earlier.

"I knew you didn't have any evidence!" Cronin felt pleased when Mr. Jenkins did not respond and

turned to Leah. "Leah, hold on to your runner-up honor. With your master here, I want to see who

among these brainwashed fools dares to say that your runner-up is someone else's!"

In the center of the stage, with someone backing her up, Leah finally smiled with her delicate face.