All Chapters of Bad Girl Reborn: Chapter 561 - Chapter 570

"If I really hit Ana, do you think she could stand here talking now?" Diana said. The people in the room were all stunned. Looking at Diana's slender figure and beautiful face, their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost. At this moment, their focus wasn't on whether Diana had hit Ana. But... Could John handle this force? Ana's face also changed. She touched her face, still feeling the lingering fear from provoking Diana earlier. If Diana had really laid hands on her... She might not leave here in one piece today! Mrs. Swift was also shaken by the impact. But she quickly regained her composure. She steadied herself, saying, "This doesn't prove anything. Force can be controlled." Diana shrugged, giving John a helpless look. "See, I try to explain, but no one listens. Isn't that making things difficult for me?" John reached out, gently embracing the girl, giving her a

"Who I am doesn't matter. But don't worry; I want to talk to you about cooperation. It's a great opportunity for you." "Cooperation?" The mysterious tone piqued Diana's interest. After receiving her affirmative answer, the caller hung up. Soon, a message arrived with an address—a coffee shop in Cloud City. Diana's eyes revealed a hint of contemplation. Entering her room upstairs, she opened her long-unused hacking equipment and traced the phone number. Following the trail, she found an unfamiliar IP address. Checking it, she discovered that it belonged to a renowned studio, and most crucially, the majority shareholder of this studio was Charlotte's mentor, Poly! Diana was momentarily stunned. Then, a faint, temperatureless smile appeared on her lips. This just got interesting. ... Patel House. On the second floor, within the piano room, Charlotte, adorned in an opulent white suit,

"That's not right," Leah corrected her, "My Colin Darling is a thousand times more handsome than Wesley." Emily: … Is this the legendary beauty in the eyes of the beholder? Witnessed it now. As the two followed Wood and approached Director Brand, they greeted him with a nod. Because Leah was a newcomer, Brand took the initiative to have someone guide her around the set, highlighting some important points. Afterward, he assigned Emily to take her to the dedicated dressing room for the main cast. After briefing Leah on the daily schedule and self-management of actors, Emily, holding a small notebook, cleared her throat and began delving into some finer details. "Wood, the producer, mentioned that you're not very familiar with the entertainment industry. Let me introduce you to the people on the set first." "In this production, Wesley is the lead. You should know him. There's nothing special to note about him in casual interactions; Wesle

Standing at the entrance, Diana instructed him a few more times. Mitbahl remained calm. "Don't worry, madam. When I used to go on missions, I often played various roles. Never once exposed a flaw." After all, if he were exposed, it would lead to deadly consequences. Diana glanced at him, "Then put away your delicate mannerisms." "It's intentionally designed by me; many artists have quirks." Mitbahl exuded confidence. Diana looked at his appearance, scrutinizing him from head to toe. Indeed, appearances matter. In a khaki-colored overcoat, long hair casually tied behind his head, wiped-off seductive eyeliner replaced with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, complementing his handsome features. He transformed from an ambiguous creature to a refined and elegant artist. Even his delicate mannerisms seemed pleasing. Diana couldn't help nodding, "Unexpectedly, you look quite handsome in this getup." "Madam,

After a while, Andrew let go of Tony. Then, turning his head, he looked at James, who was in a daze, and said in a calm voice, "You must be curious why I haven't dated or been on blind dates these years. The reason is simple – I just don't like women." James stood still, finally coming back to his senses. His lips trembled, and his face gradually turned pale. Tony's face also paled. He hesitated before speaking, "Uncle..." "So..." James interrupted him, looking at Andrew with a serious expression, "You and Tony, you're actually... you're..." James couldn't find the right words to describe it. But Andrew nodded, his expression natural. "Yes." A straightforward word, yet another heavy blow struck James's head. His eyes blurred, feeling a buzzing sensation in his forehead. No, this was too much information to process at once. Andrew held Tony's hand and, looking at James on the verge