All Chapters of Bad Girl Reborn: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Tony Davis? A glimmer of excitement flickered in Maddie's eyes. He's the hottest actor right now! This is fantastic! She must seize this opportunity! If luck is on her side, she might be able to break into the entertainment industry and turn her life around in an instant! Maddie touched her face, her eyes gleaming with a hint of resentment. Once she climbs to the top, the first person she'll seek revenge on is that bitch, Diana! "Achoo!" Diana stood beside John, just stepping out the door when she sneezed. Damn it. Who's talking behind her back? "Are you catching a cold?" John turned his head and looked at her with concern. If only he hadn't let her take off her coat. "No, it's not that, John. Does Mr. Harrison have any issues with me? I feel like he's in a bad mood whenever he sees me." "No, he really likes you." "Are you sure?" "Yeah," Joh

In an instant, the atmosphere at the table became even more eerie. The group of people closed their mouths that had hung open in surprise and fell into silence. Only John, as if ignoring everything, casually picked up the nearby gloves and began to peel the crab. Charlotte looked at him. "John, I remember you used to be allergic to crabs." Upon hearing this, Diana furrowed her brows. John are allergic to crab meat? She used to feed him crab meat... John remained silent and simply placed the peeled crab meat into Diana's bowl. "Eat more." At that moment, not only Charlotte but also the other members of the Matthews family couldn't hide their surprise. Is this the same cold and aloof John they knew?! The series of actions today had completely shattered their perception. Only Frank remained calm. Well, it's not that surprising. Mr. Harrison secretly patted his thigh under the

Jenny indeed meant no harm, but she was too naive. The concern was that she might be taken advantage of by some ill-intentioned individuals. Mr. Harrison held the chess pieces in his hands, unable to resist playing with them, his interest piqued. His gaze swept around the room, finally landing on Frank. "Frank, since you've come today, how about playing a game of chess with me?" "It's me again?" Frank groaned. He wanted to chat with his big sister! "You brat, what's wrong with playing a game of chess with me? Come over here!" Mr. Harrison exclaimed, clutching the chess pieces and happily walking towards the stairs. Reluctantly, Frank followed along. After taking a few steps, Mr. Harrison looked towards John. "John, why don't you take Diana out for a walk, and stay for dinner tonight as well?" Diana was about to decline, but Mr. Harrison quickly added, "I've specially arranged to have fresh jumbo prawns flown in from out

Although Diana had a basic idea of why John was here, she still asked as she watched the departing servant, "Um... Is this room for me alone?" "Ms. Thompson, Mr. Harrison said that this is your and Mr. John's room for tonight. The other guest rooms haven't been prepared in time. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave." The servant smiled and quickly slipped away. Diana was dumbfounded. This reason is just too far-fetched! How could the prestigious Matthews family not even have a properly prepared empty room?! It seemed that Mr. Harrison wanted her and John to share a room, eager for them to hurry up and have a child! But why was the old man so anxious? Could it be that John's cryptic remark today, "Working on it," made Mr. Harrison feel the need to lend a hand to this couple? Diana turned her head quietly and immediately saw the tall and elegant figure sitting on the pink bed in the center, dressed in a bla

In Diana's thought, John actually spoke without changing his expression about buying sanitary pads to the maid outside. She was curious about how the maid would react to his words! But the truth was not what Diana thought... Diana lay motionless on the bed for a moment. Then, there was a knock on the door from outside. John walked over and opened it, and then... he brought in a steaming cup of ginger tea! Diana:... "It's a little hot," John said, holding the cup and solemnly handing it to her. His handsome face had a bright "seeking praise" expression. Diana, with mixed emotions, accepted it and spoke, "Thank you... but, John, I still need..." "Well, I've prepared that for you too," John said considerately, taking out a heating pad. "Should I place it on your lower abdomen?" Hey, listen to me till the end! If this continues any longer, I might have a river of blood. Diana placed the cup aside and