Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Standing on the stairs, Emily was in a pure white dress. On her delicate face were two big but glazed eyes. She looked quite adorable with her lips pouting. The man beside her was in a black suit. He looked exceptionally tall with handsome features, characterized by thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and a well-defined jaw. However, his profile gave an air of aloofness. When his cold eyes swept around the hall, many guests did not even dare to look at him.

It was Vincent who didn’t turn up at tonight’s banquet!

Beverly immediately walked over with Elsie.

“I am so sorry about my daughter. Mr. Vincent. I apologize for her.” Although Beverly looked she meant it, she couldn’t conceal her joy. Perhaps seeing her youngest daughter stand by Vincent’s side was enough to satisfy her vanity.

Elsie also said softly, “Emily, come over.”

However, Elsie couldn’t help but get puzzled. How come Vincent was with her retarded sister? Why didn’t he throw her out in disgust?

It was said that every woman sneaking into Vincent’s room on previous banquets was thrown out by him mercilessly.

The moment Emily saw Elsie, she thought of the knife that her sister used to disfigure her, feeling devoured by hate, but deliberately shrank back and grabbed onto Vincent’s sleeve.

With an awkward expression, Elsie asked, “Emily?”

The effects of the aphrodisiac seemed to have worn

confused Elsie. Did Emily know she was the one drugging

was impossible. Emily was just a retard. How could she know all

mind, Elsie still pretended to be gentle.

“Elsie, I’m so scared. Eliot wasn’t around and I couldn’t find him. The

Vincent raised his eyebrows for

few words were enough for them to get

that this retarded girl went to look for her brother. However, instead of finding him, she accidentally fell into Vincent’s pool

Elsie told a lie to Emily. All the guests present turned to look at

family was a legitimate daughter, she was retarded after all and was no threat to Beverly. Why was the stepmother ill-treating her so? On

honey. What exactly is going on?” With feigned care, Beverly held Emily in her arms and said, “Be good, and mom will

to see my mother.” Emily

could tear Emily apart! However, she managed to put on a soft look. “Okay. As long as

and smiled

with a smile, “It’s not

shyer smile. If Vincent asked her how she was about to thank him, she could offer him dinner.