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

“Where?” The waiter asked.

rooms. One

“Alright.”

came to fawn on him. “Mr. Ferne, you

not your boss

anyone dared to say again that Emily was a retard, he would definitely cut off the guy’s head! With her intelligence, damn, he would for sure chase after her if

she was so

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

for a moment, he started, “Mr. Vincent is abroad for a

just estimating how many paintings you can hang

Harold, “….”

took it off and played with

one of Vincent’s bodyguards, but somehow, she still had the feeling that Vincent

light a cigarette when he inadvertently glanced at the taxi in front of him. He happened

come back to his senses until the taxi had driven away. Then he rushed out and chased after

Kamron through the rearview mirror. He whispered to Emily, “Miss Emily, you don’t

Emily glanced at the rearview mirror and said in a

Harold, “….”

clamped his

detective called and said,

“Where to?” Harold asked.

The driver drove a Bentley to pick her up. Alright,

Emily

“I’ve been following her for half a month, and I haven’t seen

hung up the call, Emily

starting price and hurriedly took another taxi. Before she could sit tight, she blurted out,

former taxi. As soon as he got out of his car, he saw that

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