Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Chapter 88 She Says

“No.” Marquise looked at her and suddenly became affectionate, “Listen to me. Really, the first time I see you, I have the feeling that we must have been married and have lived together in our previous life. Every time I return home, I would think of you when I see the empty house.”

The mocking voices of the surrounding people stopped for a while. But when they heard this, they burst into even louder laughter.

Sydnee glared at Marquise and saw him continue even more obsessively. “We have a child. Every day, you would play with the child in the living room. You would teach him how to sing and how to read. This dream is too real. I feel like it happened.”

“Are you finished?” Sydnee asked coldly.

“Finished.” Marquise suddenly knelt on one knee and said, “Sydnee, marry me. I will definitely treat you well. I swear, I will use my life to give you a happy life. I didn’t prepare a ring, but don’t worry, I will definitely give you a grand proposal ceremony.”

Sydnee interrupted him coldly, “Mr. Marquise, I have a boyfriend.”

“Who?” Marquise suddenly woke up from his drunkenness and stared at her with a frightening look, “Tell me, who is it?”

As Sydnee thought about whether she should call Harold, a male voice came from behind her, “Me.”

Then, an arm fell on her shoulder.

Sydnee tilted her head slightly and saw half of Eliot’s face. Eliot and Emily were not at all alike, but there was one thing in common that both of them were very attractive. From an early age, Emily was beautiful, just like an exquisite doll. Eliot was the white-shirted senior in the eyes of many schoolgirls. Sydnee still remembered seeing Eliot’s picture on the web page for the first time. He dressed in a white shirt, with the sleeves half rolled. He was lowering his head to read a book in the library, while the breeze blew up his tousled hair in front of his forehead. He extended his hand to block the wind and the fine sunlight passing through his fingers shone down. He squinted and looked up. The scene was shot, and the picture was kept as the phone wallpaper by lots of schoolgirls.

Marquise pulled a long face, “Eliot, what do you mean?”

“Nothing.” Eliot held Sydnee’s hands and pulled her closer.

Marquise suddenly pulled apart their tied hand angrily, “She is mine!”

lost a lot of weight these past few days. The great changes in his family had deprave him of naïve appearance in a short period of time, but in an instant, turned him into a mature and steady man. His face was tired, but his eyes were especially energetic. He looked at Sydnee and said,

Eliot’s eyes and didn’t

to get involved with anyone, the person in front of her was Emily’s brother. She hesitated

scene, Marquise was blue in the face and then he sneered at Eliot, “You don’t need to get yourself involved in this matter for your sister. Do

also smiled. His skin had been tanned recently, and his face presented a healthy

unhappy with me, fine, let’s go out and have a fight. You can hit me until you are happy.”

soon as Marquise finished speaking, Eliot lifted Marquise’s collar and walked out the door. Sydnee was stunned. She didn’t know whether to help Eliot or stop them from fighting each other.

rushed to the door

him up. Every time Eliot beaten up, Marquise

wonder if Marquise

treat you as a friend. What did you do to my sister? She’s

blood all over his face. “I knew it. You must be doing this for your sister. Hit me! Hit hard! As long as you give vent

angrily, “I really

also those people who were about to stop the men from fighting, but they were stopped by Marquise. “Don’t stop

head and whispered, “You like Sydnee, don’t you? Let me tell you, there’s no way.

you!” Marquise widened

again, knocking Marquise

of the Buckley family all rushed over and surrounded Eliot. The Scavo family’s security guards and bodyguards also surrounded Eliot. Eliot was like a man who bathed in blood. His white suit was stained with blood. Blood

saw the hall. The crowd could not help but follow his

tall man in a pure black suit stood there. He went downstairs slowly. He was desperately handsome, but he wore a cold and arrogant

It was Vincent!

quieted down

in white dress appeared. A girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she wore a pure white dress with the long hair hanging down. She had palm-sized face, a pair of clear and clean eyes and rosy lips. She had fair white skin, as