Reborn: The Unwanted Heiress's Revenge (Isabella) novel Chapter 101

14:24 Fri, Apr 10

Reborn: The Unwanted Heiress’s Revenge.

Chapter 101

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Second Brother: I don’t believe it. You must be making this up!

Lawrence: I don’t care, I don’t care. You guys have to find her for me, please…

Second Brother: You weren’t this eager when looking for our sister, but now you’re all fired up looking for some girl you like! I’m not

doing it.

Lawrence: Sad.

Lawrence: I’m missing our sister again, boo hoo hoo…

Third Brother: I miss our sister too!

Third Brother: Heartbroken.

Second Brother: Crying.

Second Brother: Where on earth is our sister? Your brothers miss you so much…

The entire group chat was flooded with sad emojis.

There were teary–eyed kittens, little figures kneeling and wiping tears, and crying children…

Big Brother: You said you met her at the recording studio. If that’s the case, just ask the studio staff who was using that booth, and it’ll be

clear as day.

Lawrence’s eyes lit up.

Lawrence: Big Brother, you’re the reliable one! I love you. You’re my real big bro!

He quickly locked his phone and kicked his assistant, saying urgently, “Quick, quick, quick! Call the recording studio and find out who was using that room this afternoon.”

Dash smacked him on the forehead, “You still won’t give up! Looking for trouble, aren’t you?”

Lawrence looked at him with teary eyes, “Dash, please, please, please, help me find her. If I don’t find that girl who played the piano, I’ll really die, I really will!”

Dash was speechless.

Just then, he received a phone call.

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The caller was Ember Stone; Lawrence’s agent. She was quite impatient.

“Where’s Lawrence? Why isn’t he here yet? Don’t you know the shoot is about to start!”

“Well, we ran into a little situation on the way…” Dash explained, “Ember, don’t worry, we’re already on our way.”

“You have ten minutes! Get him styled and in front of me within ten minutes!”

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With that, she hung up directly.

Dash put his phone away, looking completely frazzled, “Quick, quick, quick, get the makeup done! Driver, step on it, we can make it in ten

minutes, no problem!”

The makeup artist was about to powder Lawrence’s face with the brush, but he slapped it right out of the artist’s hand onto the floor.

Lawrence rolled on the ground, “I’m not going, I’m not going! I don’t want to do the shoot! I’m not in the mood, absolutely not in the mood! My head is full of that piano–playing girl, I have no mind for work anymore!”

Dash, the makeup artist, and even the driver were all speechless. He checked the time anxiously and realized it was too late.

nce Lawrence started throwing a tantrum, there was no end to it. The problem was, no one in the company could do anything about it.

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