All Chapters of Bad Girl Reborn: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Rose's expression grew increasingly perplexed. "What nonsense are you all talking about? Ms. Thompson is clearly—" "Diana, is that you?" Suddenly, a voice filled with shock echoed from the doorway. Diana adjusted her dress as she leaned against the table, her head tilted as she cast a glance behind Scarlett. And there he was, her nephew Liam. Without missing a beat, she responded, "It's me." Liam held a champagne glass, stepping into the room. His eyes widened, a bit taken aback. When he arrived at the old mansion, Ethan had informed him that Diana was waiting in the side hall, asking him to look after her. Yet, as soon as he got here, he saw her in an extravagant dress, an ethereal beauty that seemed unreal! Could this really be the same Diana he knew?! Diana stood to the side, casually appraising Liam. Today, he wore a white suit with a black tie, exuding elegance and devoid of the previous hint of rogue charm.

It infuriated Scarlett's beyond measure. "Apologize!" Christopher's tone grew firmer. Under Christopher's imposing presence, Scarlett reluctantly stepped forward, her voice flat as she said, "I apologize for the misunderstanding, Mr. Stone." Her attitude was anything but sincere. "Mr. Stone, you see, Scarlett has apologized. As an elder, please don't hold onto this matter with a younger person," Christopher calmly suggested. The casual demeanor of the Patel family didn't sit well with Mr. Stone. However, the Patels were no ordinary family; they held substantial influence. Besides, there were potential future dealings between them. He had no choice but to swallow his pride. "Hmph, young ones nowadays should be careful about their words," Mr. Stone retorted with a cold snort, begrudgingly accepting the apology. "Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, let's move on," Christopher turned and smiled at the onlooke

At the time, no one held much hope for him, thinking the old man's move lacked consideration. However, John surprised everyone upon his return, displaying remarkable business acumen and an iron-fisted approach. Not only did he successfully stabilize the faltering Matthews Group, but he also stripped Max of his power, kicking him out of the Matthews Group and becoming the sole emperor of Cloud City himself. Over the years, under John's leadership, the Matthews Group continuously grew and prospered. Yet now, Max claimed that the Matthews Group was facing a crisis. Hearing Mike's words, a hint of anger flashed in Max's eyes. That brat! Among the three, Mike, despite being the youngest, appeared the most gentle and agreeable. However, he was also the most scheming one. "Your concerns are valid," Max spoke slowly. "But you should understand a simple truth. A thousand-mile dike can collapse due to an ant hole. While t

John remained unfazed, but Frank beside them was growing restless. "Bro, why aren't you even a bit concerned?" Frank blurted out, his patience wearing thin. "Haven't you been eager to team up with Ms. Wang to crack open the Chinese market? This time, with Max and Christopher acting like this, it's as if they're trying to cut you off!" John remained composed. "I'm aware." Frank practically jumped. You're aware? What does that even mean? You've been fixated on Diana all day long. Aware of what, seriously? He scratched his head, a touch of resentment in his tone. "Honestly, if that thing hadn't happened before... you'd probably have already partnered with Ms. Wang, making Matthews Group even stronger. Sigh..." Diana was perplexed. "What thing?" Frank rolled his eyes. "This... actually has to do with you, big sis. Before..." A cold glance from John silenced him immediately. Frank shut his mouth quick

Diana had to fight an eye-roll at that. So, basically, she was being called shallow? "Just say you don't know arts. Why try to argue your way out of it?" Joel retorted with displeasure. John cast a fleeting glance at him, a look filled with unmistakable threat. Joel's face stiffened, and though he was clearly displeased, he still closed his mouth. "I don't understand this painting either," John spoke up, breaking the tension. The banquet hall fell into an instant silence. Everyone exchanged looks, hesitant to speak up. A few seconds of silence followed. Then came a mocking voice. "Yeah, I don't get it either. It's like some kind of mystical symbol. Who knows what it's supposed to mean?" Frank, standing not far away, casually inserted a hand into his pink suit, projecting an air of nonchalance. Taking "superficial" to the extreme. Upon hearing his words, the crowd buzzed for a moment, and