Rebirth: Top Actress, Your Big Shot Husband is Jealous Again! Chapter 719: Want to interview me?

The words kept coming sharply and piercingly into her ears, forcing the girl to take a step back from the microphones in front of her.

But behind her, there was nowhere to retreat, and her head hit a cara, causing her to groan softly in pain.

At the sa ti, a surge of anger rose in her heart.

This group of people never intended to ask questions properly; it was a form of coercion, not even allowing her to stand steadily.

"Can you back off a bit?" she shouted angrily.

"Are you getting angry out of sha now? Are you feeling guilty and ashad for what you’ve done?"

"I heard the person you had an affair with is married, and you broke up a family. Aren’t you afraid of karma for being the other woman? You’re a woman too; aren’t you afraid your husband might cheat on you with another woman in the future after doing such a thing?"

The vicious words made her whole body tremble with anger.

However, she couldn’t say anything, not now...

As expected, after a while, yet another group of reporters rushed over.

All at once, her frail and thin figure was surrounded on all sides, pushed and shoved, swaying left and right, hardly able to stand.

The black Maybach, low-key and restrained, slowly ca up from the underground garage.

Inside the car, Bella Green gazed ahead, wearing a blue sweater and a white long skirt. She looked at the girl surrounded by a wall of people, a sharp look flashing in her eyes.

Especially as those people excessively pushed her, almost causing her to fall several tis.

Bella Green felt her anger rising: "Stop the car!"

That bastard Louis Lawrence, what a stupid idea.

Bella regretted it slightly, knowing Xylia knew nothing.

She had long been accustod to the chaos in the entertainnt industry and knew what these reporters were like, yet she still let Xylia stand in for her.

Bella was anxious and annoyed; the car hadn’t even stopped fully when she wanted to pull open the door.

Her hand hadn’t touched the door when a large hand from the side pressed down on it.

Bella frowned, turning her head to look at Mason Bennett.

Mason’s gaze was directed at the man leisurely coming out of the building entrance, his eyes slightly darkened, and he lifted his chin, indicating for Bella to look over.

Bella followed his gaze and was slightly stunned.

She saw Louis Lawrence walking directly towards the group of reporters.

Clearly, the crowd that was pushing and shoving and impossible to pass through seed to part like the Red Sea for him, creating a path as he approached Xylia.

...

The man glanced over the row of caras, his smile wild and wicked.

"Live streaming?" he asked.

The group of reporters, taken aback by the sudden appearance of the man, were slow to react. A reporter from one of the live streaming platforms nodded blankly.

"Want to interview ?" Louis Lawrence’s eyes, capable of bewitching souls, slightly tilted, exuding infinite charm.

The woman reporter instantly blushed, her bashful look a stark contrast to her previous aggressive bearing with the microphone.

"If Mr. Lawrence has the ti, sure."

The sight made her colleagues, who had just seen her fierce side, get goosebumps all over.

Why did you answer like he was asking you out instead of asking for an interview?

Louis looked at her, his fox-like eyes naturally full of tenderness.

The female reporter suddenly felt even her breathing beca irregular.

Like Bella Green, the recently popular Louis Lawrence was a highly sought-after interviewee.

If they could interview him, then it wouldn’t matter if they couldn’t get an interview with Bella Green.

Besides, it seed like Louis had an interest in her.

As the female reporter was fully engaged in her fantasy of Louis agreeing to an interview and then taking things further afterward...

Thinking about it, her cheeks reddened further.

Seeing her complexion, Louis’s smile deepened, and he slightly leaned down, his gaze as tender as if it could drip water.

His sensual thin lips slightly parted, his voice luxuriously elegant and extrely pleasant to the ear.

"Of course, no ti..."