Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Emily was slack-jawed and did not make a sound for a long time.

I’m sorry for you loss? I’m sorry, I don’t know that?

She didn’t know what to say. She just instinctively went forward to hug Vincent. She didn’t know why it was the same time when Mr. Vincent had the accident.

Was it a coincidence?

No, there was no such coincidence.

Emily’s mind was in a mess. She couldn’t help but hug the person in front of her tightly as if he would disappear in the next second.

“My body is cold.” Vincent raised Emily’s face with his index finger and pinched her cheek. “Go to the study and wait for me there.”

His fingertip was cold, and he walked straight forward after saying this.

Emily read books in his study and then looked at his bookshelves. Normally, she seldom paid attention to the books on the bookshelves when she came in. This time, because she was not in the mood to read, she casually scanned them. She saw a row of sketch books at a glance.

She took one out and saw a black swallow on the title page. The painting was plain but vivid. It was about the size of a real swallow, and its eyes were lifelike.

Emily opened and flipped it. She was surprised. She vaguely guessed who this person was, but she did not expect that this girl’s painting would be so perfect. It could be seen that she preferred oil paintings. Sometimes it was colorful, sometimes it was flashy, and sometimes it was dark. The style varied so much.

Finally, she found a portrait.

It was Vincent, no, little Vincent. He was young and naïve. However, his expression was still cold and he did not like to smile. He frowned while sitting on the table in a garden and was playing chess with a lowered head.

Although the painter was bad at details, she was good at demonstrating the object’s personality. As time went by, with such painting skills, she would definitely become something.

or nine years old were smiling at the camera. It should be the girl’s birthday. She had

“It’s my sister.”

behind her. He took out the photo and stared at it while holding it with

Vincent in the first place. She did not think that he would become her husband. She just treated him as a noble that could be taken advantage of. However, he

subtle. He saved her, protected her, and even got stabbed by her, but he

had gotten used to his company and took him as

Harold mentioned on the phone. She

was, she never asked because her intuition told her that this girl was gone. Moreover, this girl

didn’t want to

a low voice, “She likes drawing very much. She started learning it when she was three. Later

“She painted very

old men said the same.” Vincent held her hand with his face on her shoulder. He took a deep breath and said, “She had a car accident. She took my car and had

at the painting in her hand. It was a blue sea. The wave surged and white bubbles could

and then reached out her other hand to stroke Vincent’s black hair. She combed it like

bit her neck. Emily raised her head in pain and her lips were covered by the man. He kissed her gently and madly. There was a faint smell

“Vincent?”

force. The man’s eyes were bloodshot. He lowered his head and for the first time, he revealed a different emotion in front

her ride in my

in her heart. Her ring gave out a dark blue light and it was

was raining. Rex’s voice carrying anxiety sounded from outside

she saw that Vincent’s face was distorted. His forehead was

shouted, “Rex, hurry up and

she squatted down and grabbed Vincent’s hand and asked, “How can

back of the chair.