Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Peace

When Eliot went upstairs, Beverly noticed that he didn’t have any paper documents with him, so she asked caringly, “Son, how’s the company recently?”

Eliot unbuttoned his shirt expressionlessly, “It’s none of your business.”

Beverly followed him to the second floor step by step. “I’m just worried about you.”

Eliot stopped and turned to look at her, “You can worry, but don’t interfere. If you do it again and belch it up, I can’t save you.”

“Son, what are you talking about?” Beverly laughed embarrassedly.

“Mom, you know what I’m talking about.” Eliot gave her a deep look and said, “It’s late. Go to bed.”

“Ah–” Beverly wanted to say something else, but the door was already closed.

She stomped her foot in frustration.

After taking a bath, Eliot went straight to the guest room on the first floor. Harold Green was doing push-ups on the floor. Seeing Eliot enter, he stood up in no hurry and asked with a dull face, “Eliot, are you looking for me?”

“Yes.” Eliot nodded and looked around his room. There were very few things, and the quilt on his bed was folded like an orderly block. He was indeed a veteran soldier.

“I’m going to ask you a few questions and you are going to answer them honestly. If you don’t tell the truth, then you will lose your reputation as a soldier!”

Eliot sat on the bed and looked at Harold with a bitter gaze, “Tell me, how Emily and Vincent knew each other?”

…

Emily received the messages from Harold only after finishing her shower.

“Congratulations, Miss Emily. Another million scored.”

She flipped through her phone and got a few more messages.

me how you

reply to Harold’s messages. Instead, she

“Eliot.”

voice was also very clear. Apparently he hadn’t

in a low

wrong? Something on your mind?”

hesitantly, “Eliot, are

Eliot didn’t say anything.

powerful. As long as we can stay in

while, he said, “You

Dad will be fine, and

Eliot’s voice became hoarse,

hanging up the phone, what Harold had said echoed in his

at the end of September, Miss Emily was drugged by Miss Elsie and fell into the pool.

Mr. Ian, Ms. Elsie again drugged Ms. Emily. Mr.

she didn’t

was that he still suspected

was Emily’s palm-sized face with sparkling tears,

so immense as if his

**

Vincent’s aura in the quilt. She sniffed gently and a hint of peace swept over her heart. Probably a

girl lay on the bed and

glowing seductively in

for a moment, then stretched his hand under the pillow and, as

he was not sure what kind of dark abyss this little girl had experienced to have to

the Tea Manor that

girl was filled with

got up to leave,

man. The ripples of the pool burst through the gaps in the curtains and twisted themselves around the ceiling, reflecting the dark blue vastness of the stars on the wall. The girl lay on the dark gray bed, against which her skin appeared tender and fair, the exquisite collarbones exposed, and the silk-like hair

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