Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Leah was furious at this.

Although Selena had left, the angry curses and accusations from all around did not stop. Leah had

been publicly pronounced by so many people all morning, and she had become numb and stiff.

Molly could no longer bear the feeling of being pointed at, and escorted Leah towards the entrance of

Creephia University with a fast speed.

There were hordes of journalists still waiting to dig up their stories.

...

A long, cramped room with curtains drawn tightly and no lights on, dimly lit without a glimmer of light.

A man slumped in the corner of the sofa, his silhouette vaguely slender, his head bowed, countless

bottles piled at his feet, oozing a sense of dishevelment.

A sudden vibration broke the dead silence, and he took at look at the vibrating phone on the sofa. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

He glanced at the number, a sneer tugging at the corners of his lips, and he hung up without hesitation.

But almost the next second, the phone vibrated again.

He still chose to hang up.

But it rang again.

After a few repetitions, he lost patience and blacked out the number.

After less than a minute, the door to the room was slammed open from outside and a person darted in

with an excited expression on his face as if he had won several million dollars in the lottery.

"Matthew, Matthew, you have to watch the live broadcast."

The sun shone through the gate and the man squinted, raising his hand to block the sun. His skin

showed an abnormal pallor from not having been outside for so long, and her his slender fingers were

white to the point of frailty.

But that face was handsome, and the disheveledness, instead of making him look morose, gives him

an indescribable temperament.

Seeing the person who barged in, Matthew snorted, "My rent shouldn't be due for another two days. No

need to rush in so early to evict me."

The person who barged in first froze, then shook his head frantically, "No, no, no, Matthew, you

misunderstood. I'm not here to ask for rent. You can live in this house for as long as you want, in the

future I will never ask you for rent again."

Matthew stretched out a leg and sneered, "What? Another rich woman comes to my door and wants

me to be her sugar baby? And you agreed with that?"

"No, no, no." That person shook his head, until the sound of talking came from the phone in his hand,

then he seemed to remember something and handed the phone over, "Matthew, it is from your agent,

he had no choice but to call me as you didn't answer his call."

Matthew originally did not want to pay attention to it, but that person was very noisy, so he took it, the

corners of his mouth pulled up a cold sneer, "I'll say it again for the last time, rich women or rich guys

get far away as possible. Even if I am down to begging in the streets, I do not want to have intercourse

with you."

"No, no, no." The agent's voice on the phone was pleasing and apologetic, "Matthew, you

misunderstood, I just want you to come back. I will immediately redraft the contract, we will sign right

away. I promise I will use the best resources under my hands to promote you, you will still be the artist

we are promoting."

The agent's tone sounded like he was telling the truth, and Matthew froze, narrowing his eyes, "What

do you mean?"

"I really feel guilty and want to re-sign the contract with you. Our old boss has said that he'll use some

resources to compensate you, as long as you're willing to come back to Shining Star Entertainment."