All Chapters of Bad Girl Reborn: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Frank hesitated, instantly quiet as a mouse. With his bro around, he worried about nothing. John extended his hand, wrapping it around Diana's waist with a gentle grip. His phoenix-like eyes swept across the crowd. "Let's see who dares." The words, neither light nor heavy, descended, and the room suddenly hushed. The two security guards who were about to step forward froze in their tracks, silent as cicadas in winter. "John, you've really lost your mind. You've actually been bewitched by a woman like her. This is Matthews Group's territory, and this woman... won't be allowed to run wild here!" Max's eyes turned red with anger. John stared at him coldly, "Your territory?" His gaze met Scarlett's, his tone icy, "It hasn't been for a long time." At these words, a chill swept through Max's eyes. His hand holding the glass of wine began to tremble involuntarily. John's words were not far from

Yet, when they were leaving, the scene was quite different. "It seems Ms. Wang has quite the liking for Diana, doesn't she? Look at her demeanor, it's completely changed!" "Life is full of surprises. With this turn of events, the Matthews Group is truly getting stronger!" "Why do you think Diana acted like such a simpleton before? This quirk is really puzzling..." "She was just playing it cool. Sometimes silence speaks volumes!" ... In the midst of the venue, Claude reeled back his shock and turned to John. "John, why didn't you tell us sooner that Diana is Wonder?" He had worried for nothing! John remained unfazed, "I didn't know that, either." Soon after escorting Ms. Wang out of the banquet hall, Diana quickly returned. She rushed over to John, lifting her dress and gazing up at him with eager eyes, resembling a child seeking praise. John caught her meaning, a gentle warmth in his eyes

Upon hearing this, Max let out a cold chuckle. A flicker of darkness passed through his sharp eyes. So, John, you have a vulnerability too... "True, that woman's belongings mean nothing to me. Eva, go ahead and give it to him. I've bought you so much jewelry, this one won't make a difference." Hearing his words, Eva took off the necklace in agreement. She casually placed it in front of John. Diana stood aside, almost fuming with anger! These two despicable individuals! Using John's deceased mother to hurt him, it's inhumane! Seeing the necklace in Eva's hand, a cold expression formed on John's handsome face. This necklace was a gift Max had bought for his mother when Max got engaged to her. It was the only precious possession she cherished immensely, too valuable to wear. She had carefully preserved it for many years. And now, it was hanging around another woman's neck! Sensing Jo

"How did you end up here?" As soon as he got inside, Diana couldn't help but ask. "It's boss's order." Mitbahl hurried over to the nearby table, poured himself a glass of water anxiously, and then chugged down most of the bottle with a series of gulps. "Boss knew you were in danger the last time, so he had me come over to protect you." While speaking, Mitbahl peeled a small orange by his side and popped segments into his mouth one by one. "John doesn't trust Misoup's strength?" "No, but Boss doesn't trust Misoup's intelligence!" Clutching a mouthful of oranges, Mitbahl casually grabbed the milk beside him and took a sip. After finishing, he looked around and his gaze landed on a piece of chocolate on the bedside table. Diana finally sensed something was off, "Did you come here to protect me or to mooch off my food?" Mitbahl's actions paused. Then, his eyes welled up with tears, looking at Diana w

Truth or Dare was a game where one person was randomly selected from the group, and the chosen person had to pick either truth or dare. Those who chose truth had to answer a question, while those who chose dare had to accept a challenge. If someone refused to answer a question or complete a dare, they had to down three large glasses of beer. No one said a word, which was a silent agreement. Vincent cracked his knuckles, grabbed an empty bottle, and swiftly spun it on the table. When the bottle stopped, whoever it pointed to would be the chosen person. After a few spins, the bottle slowed down and came to a halt. The bottle's mouth was pointing at Bob. "I'll go with truth," Bob said immediately. With a dare, who knew what antics Anthony, that tricky guy, would come up with. "I'll ask," as expected, Anthony seized the opportunity and spoke up. Narrowing his eyes, he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Bob stared at him