Semua Bab Bad Girl Reborn: Bab 461 - Bab 470

Winry wiped her tears, moved by his assurance. Concerned, she said, "Frank, your face... the injury..." "It's fine. I'll go to the hospital myself. You're not feeling good tonight, go rest." Winry nodded. "Yeah, okay... I'll head back." She displayed a submissive demeanor. But deep down, she felt uneasy. About to open the car door, she suddenly remembered something. She sat back down, leaned towards Frank, and gently hooked her fingers around his neck. "Frank, how about coming upstairs with me..." Her eyes glinted with calculation. At this point, advancing their relationship with him seemed necessary. As Winry leaned in to kiss Frank, puckering her lips in anticipation, Frank turned his head and evaded her advance. "Frank?" Winry hesitated, then her eyes reddened. "So, you still doubt me?" She withdrew her hand, adopting a defensive stance. "If you don't trust me, then

John lowered his head, his deep eyes reflecting specks of starlight, mesmerizing anyone who looked into them. "I'm not God," he softly uttered, his lips parting slightly. "Not you?" Diana's confusion was palpable. Before she could fathom it, John's hand rested on her waist, gently nudging her forward. "You are." "What?" Diana's expression froze. Simultaneously, from the stage, Melvin's excited voice boomed, "The mysterious God among us is none other than Diana, Ms. Thompson!" As his words echoed, all eyes in the room swiveled towards Diana, fixating entirely on her. Pupils widened in disbelief. Diana? Founder of the 'Azure Star Foundation'? The enigmatic God was her?! Even Diana herself was baffled, "I'm God? How did I not know this?!" "Ms. Thompson, please come on stage and say a few words!" Melvin urged enthusiastically. Diana... had no clue what was happening! Just then, a warm hand grasped he

Seraphine wiped her tears, glaring at him disapprovingly. "This is my family matter, not your concern! Let me make it clear, nobody will take Evangeline away from me!" Seeing her obstinate stance, Doctor Bryant knew further persuasion was futile. He shook his head and prepared to leave with his medical kit. Before departing, he offered a final reminder. "Seraphine, if you insist on keeping her at home, make sure to ensure she takes her medication on time. If left uncontrolled, she might engage in extreme behavior." "Understood," Seraphine replied absentmindedly. Throughout the night, perhaps due to the sedative, Evangeline remained remarkably calm. In the morning, Seraphine fetched her keys, quietly unlocking the door, carrying breakfast and medication inside. "Evangeline, wake up, it's time for your medication." Evangeline didn't move. Perplexed, Seraphine approached and nudged her. "Evangeline?" Still,

"Maybe someone else should assist him," Simmons said, displeased. He hadn't been that intimate with Jephson before. Who was this guy suddenly appearing and getting close to her? "He's injured," Jephson replied calmly. Simmons's gaze turned sour. "I'll ask for someone else to help. Jephson, why are you treating this random guy better than me? What am I to you if you're favoring strangers?" Ben glared, thoroughly displeased. Who do you think you are? Do you really think you're someone special to Dr. Jephson?! "She's a doctor, and she was just looking after me because I was hurt, isn't that normal? What twisted stuff is in your head?" Ben's voice was cold. Simmons fixed his gaze on him. "Hurt? Looks like it's your brain that's injured. Dressing like that, what're you planning to do to Liora? Today, I'll see what kind of shady character you really are!" He reached out to remove Ben's mask. That was it. Ben e

Meanwhile, Misoup swiftly knocked Mitbahl down with a kick and then dropped the big hammer onto his chest. "Stay still." The hammer made a dull thud as it pressed against Mitbahl's chest, startling the assistant director. "Wow, these props are getting realistic," the assistant director murmured, noticing the dirt on the hammer. Someone might mistake it for a real one! Diana sensed something was off. "Wait, this seems like..." Thud! Before Diana could finish, Misoup's hammer came crashing down again, hitting on Mitbahl's chest with a loud bang. "Whoa?!" The assistant director staggered back, finally realizing something was wrong. Bending down, he touched the hammer, feeling its weight and texture. It was unbelievably real! His expression twisted in shock. This wasn't a prop—it was an actual hammer! The assistant director froze in horror. They'd... they'd caused harm! Oh my! They'd harmed s