Bad Girl Reborn のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 281 - チャプター 290

"Still not admitting your mistake?!" "I just admitted it a moment ago!" "When did you admit it? Who are you trying to deceive?" James was getting even angrier. Listening to the cryptic exchange between the two, Diana was becoming more and more bewildered. Indeed, when her dad reprimanded them, he never made any sense. James lifted his hand, seemingly about to take action, when his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a tender, gentle hand. He turned his head and saw Diana, her big eyes wide open, staring at him intently. "Hey, Diana, let go. I'm really going to teach this little troublemaker a lesson today!" "Dad... please don't be like this. You're so fierce, and I'm a bit scared..." Diana's expression revealed a hint of fear. Observing this, James's hand tensed. "What are you afraid of? I'm not angry with you..." "Dad, can you just calm down for a moment?" Diana held onto James

"Really?" Diana smirked, flipping her hair with a hint of pride. "But that move relies on the slope. I'm not sure if it'll be limited by the terrain..." Misoup contemplated for a moment. "If that's the case, Madam, I can help." "Help me? How?" Misoup produced a small wrench. "Modification." "You know how to modify vehicles?!" Excitement flickered in Diana's eyes. Goodness! Was Misoup like a little angel sent by John? She must be! Watching Diana's delighted expression, Misoup blinked her large eyes, lost in thought. Modifying the motorcycle... It's somewhat similar to modifying weapons, right? ... After finishing her training, it was already late at night. Diana hopped onto her motorcycle, feeling satisfied after parting ways with Misoup, and began her journey home. While riding halfway, a sudden pang of hunger struck her. Diana parked her motorcycle next to a convenience s

Before, it had seemed like John was a Werewolf. Now, why did it feel like there was another supernatural creature right next to him?! Werewolf versus Vampire! So chilly! "It's been a while, John Matthews," Yosef remarked, resting one hand on the back of the couch behind him, speaking slowly. His voice was subdued, even carrying a touch of warmth, yet oddly laced with a hint of threat. John's gaze remained unwavering. "You sure are at ease, coming to Cloud City and daring to show up right under my nose." Yosef toyed with the bones in his pinky finger. "Could it be that you're planning to take my life in front of everyone?" "Can't say for sure," John replied in a measured tone. As his words hung in the air, the bodyguards surrounding Yosef immediately tensed. Kirin's eyes revealed a coldness, his fists involuntarily clenching. And behind John, Xavier's hand hovered over his gun, his focus intense on Yosef. A wild instinct

John remained steadfast, his gaze fixed on the giant screen, his expression stern. "She'll be here soon." Back on the stage. Diana crouched on her motorcycle, stealing a brief glance at the woman beside her. Following the previous group's order, she was next to the "black widow." Neither of them exchanged words, yet an unusual tension lingered between them. A sharp "bang" echoed! The referee's starting gun went off. Diana revved her engine, ready to charge forward, when she noticed the "black widow" next to her suddenly veer her front wheel! Oh no! In the blink of an eye, Diana skillfully maneuvered to avoid colliding with her tire. If she had crashed into her just now, as per the rules, she might have been penalized for intentional collision, leading to disqualification! After that brief meal, Diana instantly fell behind the other three, finding herself at the back of the group.

A tidal wave of cheers surged, almost overwhelming Diana's eardrums."Oh my God! Oh my God! I don't know what to say! All I can say is 'Oh my God' to express how I feel!""I'm tearing up! I watched a damn women's motorcycle race and got so excited I cried!""Ah, ah, ah! No matter what, I have to get to know this Red Rose! From now on, she's my idol!""She's my idol too! Idol, please accept my admiration!"Amid the ecstatic cheers from the audience, Diana remained much more composed.Balancing on one foot, she gazed at the shredded tire, lost in thought.No wonder Misoup had repeatedly warned her back then. This move couldn't be used lightly. It had to be reserved for the critical moment, dealing a fatal blow to the opponent.So...It could only be used once...Beside her, Natalie brought her motorcycle to a halt, her expression chilling to the extreme. Her gaze flickered.She... lost? To a woman of unclear