Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

It was noon when Emily returned home. After having a simple meal, she filled the food box. She asked the guard to send it to the company before returning to the studio.

Although she was a little tired, she didn’t want to stop. Time was running out, so she had to hurry.

When the three old men entered, they saw Emily sitting in the middle surrounded by the easels. Her long hair was tied up high, revealing a small face. Her pair of big eyes was focused on the painting in front of her. Hearing the footsteps, she turned around and smiled, “Good morning.”

The three old men were stunned for a moment at the same time before they stammered, “Hey, kid, you came so early today.”

Emily stood up and prepared them three stools, a plate of sugar-free biscuits, and three cups of hot tea. Then, she sat down in front of the easel and continued her unfinished painting.

The three old men did not argue like usual. Emily noticed that they seemed to have something on their mind, so she stopped painting and said to them, “I’m a little tired today. I’ll go take a rest first. Goodbye.”

“Alright.”

After Emily left, the three old men sat there and stared at her painting.

Finally, one of them opened his mouth.

“If that child is still alive, she should be about the same age as Emily.”

“Older than her. That child is only two years younger than Arabella.” Aaron Peck said.

Carl Geller said, “That child is very talented. It’s a pity.”

Benson Mosby used to be a soldier, and he was straightforward. Hearing this, he frowned, “It’s been so long. Don’t mention that anymore.”

Aaron looked at the seat where Emily had just sat and sighed, “As soon as I entered, I felt like I saw that child again.”

“Yeah, I feel the same way.”

Although Benson did not say anything, his expression showed that he thought the same.

“I thought that Vincent invited us to teach her drawing. I was wrong. He wanted us to get over the past.” Carl stood up and pointed at the painting on the easel. “Although Emily hadn’t been trained before, she is talented. I thought that the one I met in my life with great talent was that little girl from the Scavos. I didn’t expect that I would meet the second one in my lifetime…”

Emily did not know what the old men were talking about. She went to the bathroom and drank a cup of water after returning. Then she sat at the table and began to read and take notes.

person behind Christy and Noah was trying to use Elsie and

that Christy cheated on her and kept working for the person behind her. Emily couldn’t stop her if Christy did so because there was only one chance to kidnap

would never come to the

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she!” Only after returning to the villa did Christy burst out, “How dare she hit

straight into the bathroom and turned on the tab of the bathtub. Then, he came out and looked in the mirror. He looked at the injuries on his face and hands, licked

in confusion,

“It’s fine. Don’t

bathroom

into the kitchen and began to cook. Not long after, Noah came out wearing a bathrobe. He took the vegetables in Christy’s hand and started to

dishes together and

table as she asked, “Then … can we go

another way.” Noah lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. As he spoke, the cigarette was obediently clamped to his lips without the slightest tendency to

no longer

from washing her hands, Noah sat in front of the computer and asked, “Did you

he was referring to and

cigarette butt in the ashtray, his voice somewhat

did you run into Emily?” Christy asked. She couldn’t believe that Noah would be captured. If it weren’t for the fact that the GPS showed that he

Ferne’s face and ground his teeth. “I didn’t expect that I would be

cleaning up the mess in the wine cellar. He finally had time to check his WeChat

For God’s Sake!

“What did I do? Why did you

over a screenshot not long after, and Ferne clicked on

Scavo says that

front of the message box was Ferne’s

“….”

hugged himself

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was beaten, Eliot had just entered the washroom of the ward. Because the surveillance of the ward could only

hand, unanimously believed that Eliot had beaten

feel that he could not retaliate. It was just a cover. Marquise had indeed been beaten

such a long distance. The testing result of the