Semua Bab Bad Girl Reborn: Bab 541 - Bab 550

James immediately intervened, "How could I let you take a cab, Rowena? I'll have Andrew drive you back." With a reassuring pat on Perez's shoulder, he added, "Perez, you go ahead." Seeing Perez nod, Andrew wasted no time in putting on his coat as soon as Perez stepped out. With car keys in hand, he sported an official smile on his handsome face. "Rowena, I'll drive you home." Rowena hesitated briefly, about to speak when James interrupted, "It's still early, Rowena. If you have nothing pressing, why not stay here for a while?" "Okay," Rowena agreed, following his lead. Observing the awkward tension, Diana couldn't decide whom to sympathize with. If it weren't for her brother being at the center of the storm, she wouldn't have minded some popcorn to enjoy the spectacle. Seeing Andrew's reluctance to engage, Rowena broke the silence, "Andrew, may I address you that way?" Andrew furrowed his brow, remained silent, and then

Diana looked at her nickname for him, thought for a moment, changed it, and sent it over. [Diana: This one, satisfied?] After a while, John's message came through. [Yeah] Diana: ...Really a puppy. Diana lay on the bed, her snow-white feet dangling as she examined the nickname she'd given John. A tender smile played on her lips as she read, "Honey Baby." This was so saccharine it could make your teeth ache. She wondered, what expression did he have when he saw this nickname? After chatting for a while, realizing it was getting late, Diana bid John goodnight. Just as she was about to sleep, a flicker caught her attention outside the window. Diana instantly became alert. Thanks to the special drug, her senses were heightened compared to an average person. Strange, was it Mitbahl? Diana got up and walked towards the window. Outside was pitch black, an eerie silence prevailing with no

"Miss Jephson?" "Yes." "Mr. Simmons has reserved a private room on the second floor. He said if you come, I should take you there." Liora nodded and followed the waiter upstairs. Unlike the bustling first floor, the second floor was quiet, filled with private rooms, reminiscent of a high-end hotel. The waiter led Liora to a room and left. Carrying her bag, Liora reached for the door. The room was spacious, and in the middle, an attractive man sat on a large, soft sofa. It was Simmons. What surprised Liora was that there was no one else in the room, just Simmons. On the glass table in front of him, there was a creamy cake. Seeing her approach, Simmons's lips curled slightly. "Liora, I've been waiting for you for a long time." "Why are you the only one here?" Liora put her bag down. Feeling the temperature in the room was a bit high, she took off her coat, revealing her stun

Liora slightly extended her arms, "I can't move well, carry me upstairs." "Sure..." As if waking from a dream, Ben quickly reached out, delicately lifting Liora from the passenger seat. As an entertainer, he had regular workout sessions to maintain his physique, so carrying Liora wasn't much of a strain. Yet, Ben's legs felt a bit weak. Excited. She was so close to him. Leaning her head on his chest, her slender fingers curled around his neck. A faint fragrance surrounded him, and he felt like he was in a dream. Suppressing the excitement within, Ben carried the beauty and brought her into the apartment. As he placed her on the bed, with his hands now empty, Ben suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. He didn't want to let go... Liora furrowed her brows, leaning against the edge of the bed with her chest heaving, an expression that appeared rather unusual. Ben felt a sense of con

"Is that so? Then you better come back and tell me all about it." Ben blinked, "What's going on? Why do I feel like I heard Ramingo's voice?" "Because I'm right here. I had Anthony put it on speaker!" Ramingo's voice echoed faintly, "Ben, after the last lesson, I thought you had changed your ways, but it seems you're still out there chasing women?!" "No, no, it's not like that!" Ben was startled, "This time it's serious. She's a doctor!" Ramingo fell silent for a moment. Then he sneered, "Well, you sure play around." Ben: ??? Ramingo spoke sternly over the phone, "You've got half an hour. Hurry up and get back here!" Over forty minutes later, Ben pushed open the door to Ramingo's office, panting heavily. Upon entering, he saw Leo and Anthony sitting on the couch, their legs tightly crossed, wearing expressions of misery. Clearly, they had just been reprimanded. Feeling uneasy, Ben immediately fla