Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 67

Chapter 67 An Oscar-Winning Actress

Ferne looked at the unfurled paintings on the table. He had to say that these were pretty good ones. The artistic conception was fairly clean, pure and peaceful. At the corner of it lied a mini signature: Britt.

“Who’s the painter?” Ferne asked casually.

Emily pointed at Harold and said, “Him.”

Harold, “….”

Ferne nodded. Now he knew what had happened. He glanced at Harold in pity, like he was saying “It’s really tough to work for someone else. So pathetic”.

Harold glared back. His expression says for him, “I don’t need your sympathy.”

Ferne, however, was mistaken. What he read from Harold’s gaze was “Yes, yes, after all she pays”. Immediately, he turned his sympathetic gaze to Emily. “Why don’t you keep the card Armando gave you last time? The money is enough for you to live the rest of your life comfortably.”

“I feel at ease spending my own money.” Emily looked at the painting on the table quietly.

“….”

Emily must not be mocking them, who still relied on their family, right?

“But I still want the fifty grand.” Emily said righteously, “Since you offer the place to hang up my painting, then we’ll take the fifty grand off from your 10 percent.”

“….” This was settled? Did he agree? Emily, you were such a “negotiator”!

Before Emily left, she handed a note to Ferne, “My card number.”

Ferne, “….”

Why was she so confident?

After that, a waiter came to clean up the table and asked Ferne, “Mr. Ferne, where should we put these paintings?”

took out a cigarette as he walked out and waved

“Where?” The waiter asked.

rooms. One in each

“Alright.”

to fawn on him. “Mr. Ferne, you

not your boss who

definitely cut off the guy’s head!

more importantly, she was so pretty.

gaze and only saw an empty corridor. ‘Could it be that seeing Mr. Vincent’s buddy reminds

moment, he started, “Mr. Vincent is

estimating how many paintings you can

Harold, “….”

and left. Having worn the mask for a bit too long, Emily felt a little hot, so she just took it off and played with the cap in her hand. She studied the driver casually until he looked at the rearview mirror and asked

strange. This driver was apparently not one of Vincent’s

he inadvertently glanced at the taxi in front of him. He happened to see

his senses until the taxi had driven away. Then he rushed out

heard the noise and saw Kamron through the rearview mirror. He whispered to Emily, “Miss Emily, you don’t have to look back. It’s the guy you … smashed and

mirror and said in a

Harold, “….”

clamped his

called and said,

“Where to?” Harold asked.

driver drove a Bentley to pick her up. Alright, I gotta go. I’ll send

following?” Emily leaned over

put the phone by her ear, and the detective said, “I’ve

hung up the call, Emily said to the driver, “Stop

and hurriedly took another taxi. Before

he got out of his car, he saw that the back seat was empty. Kamron kicked the tire angrily, “Damn

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