Rebirth To Be The Revenge Queen

Chapter 1167 | am Happy A sudden voice emerged, not loud, but seemed to carry some kind of magic that instantly drew everyone's attention.

The people who were accusing the Turner family with righteous anger suddenly felt as if their throats were being choked, and they all inexplicably fell silent.

A group of people froze, almost subconsciously turning their heads towards the direction of the Turner family's gate and gazing att.

As the sound of wheels rolling over the ground could be heard, two figures slowly appeared through the ancient and solemn gate of the Turner family.

Everyone's gaze fell on the person standing there.

It was Principal Marshall of Union University.

Most of the people present knew her.

But... who was the person sitting in the wheelchair, being pushed in by Principal Marshall? He was a man of indeterminate age.

Even sitting in a wheelchair, his body appeared thin and slender. His hair was somewhat long, and it already passed his brow.

That face...

So pale... without a trace of color! If it weren't for the slight hint of red on his lips, one would almost think that he was a paper-made puppet.

At this moment, the entire hall of thousands of people seemed to be covered in a layer of cold white frost, so silent that even the sound of breathing seemed to disappear.

The man coughed into his fist and then suddenly opened his eyes the next second.

Everyone who looked into those eyes that were black without a trace of light was shocked to the point that their minds went blank, as if even their souls had been frightened, and they instinctively averted their gaze.

Even Selena was rare shaken.

She pressed her pounding heart and her eyes showed a hint of fear.

This familiar feeling...

Vivian, perhaps because of her ignorance, regained her composure faster than anyone else when she looked at this man who had suddenly burst in.

She scrutinized the strange man up and down.

His face was pallid, his body weak, and he was even disabled... he was not worth considering! Thus, her courage grew, and she raised her chin, questioning, "Who are you?! What qualifications do you have to meddle in the affairs of the Turner family and the Soo family?" Vivian's sharp voice instantly brought the minds of a group of young people back to attention.

The younger generation of families who had grievances with the Turner family looked at the man who had suddenly appeared and, after confirming that the other party seemed to have nothing noteworthy besides looking slightly attractive like the Turner family, they began to mock him.

"This person looks somewhat like someone from the Turner family... could he be a relative of the Turner family?" "Everyone knows that the Turner family doesn't have any elders. Did Mr. Turner and Miss Turner just find someone to pretend to be their elder? They should have at least found someone who could put up a front. Why did they find a disabled person--" The young lady speaking was interrupted mid-sentence by a slap from the elder beside her. "Shut up!" The young lady was stunned, red-eyed and about to get angry. But when she looked up, she saw her father's pale face and shocked expression, as well as the elder's expression that couldn't hide his fear.

Vivian suddenly had a very bad feeling and hoarsely asked, "Who is this disabled person--" Before she could finish her sentence, Freddie, who was standing beside her, suddenly raised his hand and gave her a hard slap.

"Vivian, shut up!" Vivian covered her face and looked at Freddie in disbelief. Freddie stared at the man with a never-before-seen ugly expression on his face.

Vivian realized what was happening and looked around in panic. She was horrified to find that all the older generations were staring at the man who suddenly appeared, with expressions that were hard to describe whether it was more fear or horror. Even Nicholas had the same expression.

Vivian felt a chill run through her body, and she couldn't bring herself to say the word "disabled" again. She asked tremblingly, "Who... who is he?" This was a question that not only Vivian wanted to know, but also all the young people present.

Selena suppressed the familiar feeling of palpitations and looked at the man who had suddenly appeared. She then looked at the stiffened Patrick and had some guesses in her heart. Her dark eyes flashed for a moment, "He is..." Osvaldo seemed to sense her unease and pulled her delicate body into his arms. He was about to speak when a sudden hoarse shout interrupted him.

It also broke the tense and uneasy atmosphere. "Oscar!" This shout seemed to flip a switch, and the Zone Six bosses who had been sitting still suddenly ran over in a frenzy. The name that suddenly appeared also sounded like thunder in the minds of all the young people present.

Oscar! In the capital, even the most ignorant people had heard of this name.

Oscar Turner! The former young master of the Turner family! The first commander of the capital! And also-- Selena looked up and glanced towards Patrick.

Patrick's face turned pale and almost incredulously called out, "Father..." Selena lowered her eyelids.

Indeed! That amazing shock that only "kin" could make her feel...

Oscar, the first commander of Capital twenty years ago.

If, twenty years ago, in Zone Six, everyone admired and respected undoubtedly Oscar! Even after twenty years, the prestige of this man in Zone Six is probably not comparable to those in power today! He's not dead...

Selena looked up, saw Oscar surrounded by a group of bigwigs in the center, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.

Oscar is still alive... her sin can be reduced by one point.

Selena suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness in her heart, took a step and walked to Patrick's side, and whispered, "You should go and see him." When the news of Oscar's death came, Patrick was only three years old.

At three years old, he could already vaguely understand some things.

He should still remember his father.

Patrick was brought back to his senses by Selena, lowered his head, looked at Selena’s inexplicably awkward expression, restrained his surging emotions, and spoke with a rare excitement in his voice, "Selena, he is your uncle.” Selena lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, and whispered, "The person Uncle wanted to see the most should be you." Callum is still alive, and Oscar is still alive... that's great.

Patrick seemed to sense something, raised his hand and patted Selena's shoulder.

Thinking that Selena was nervous, he softly comforted, "When Father left, | could already remember some things. He was not a strict person, so Selena, you don't have to be afraid.” Selena smiled when she looked up, "I know, I'm happy that Uncle can come back." Patrick saw her smile and didn't think much about it. He took Selena's hand and walked towards Oscar's direction.