Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Christy gracefully wiped her mouth with the Hermes handkerchief. Her every move was noble and elegant. Every frown and smile on her beautiful face was extremely attractive.

She smiled at the ordinary-looking man opposite her, “Why are you staring at me and not eating?”

The man took a sip of the red wine, then looked at her and said, “It’s your beauty that keeps me staring.”

Christy smiled silently.

The waiter found a box to pack the painting and tied a bow on it. He then brought the painting over and sent it to Christy, “Miss, your painting.”

Christy touched the bow and couldn’t help but laugh in her heart.

Emily spent a million for spending two hours with her. She also appointed Christy to buy one of the paintings displayed in the corridor of the Dalton Hotel. At that time, she vaguely guessed Emily’s purpose. Now she came over and saw that it was indeed Emily that drew the paintings on the wall. Her paintings were very recognizable as there would always be an E at the end of her paintings.

Speaking of which, Emily still earned money. As a young girl, she was very clever.

“Do you have any plans next?” The man opposite her asked.

A loud noise came from the door.

Christy held her chin and looked at the door with a smile, “I need to go shopping with Mr. Vincent.”

The man was shocked, “What? Mr. Vincent?”

“Yes.” Christy was confused, “What’s wrong?”

“You mean Mr. Vincent from the Scavos?” He asked in disbelief.

Christy wrapped her index finger around her hair and raised her beautiful eyebrows. “Is there anyone else called Mr. Vincent in City Y?” she asked.

“How… how could you know…” Before that man could finish asking, he saw that the door was cleared out. A man stepped out from that door, followed by several bodyguards in black.

could only see his long, straight legs striding forward. As he approached, everyone could quickly look at his face. His eyes were cold and almost transparent under his sharp eyebrows. His nose was tall and straight. His thin lips pursed like a knife. The buttons

and came near Christy. He frowned and asked,

Christy nods, “Yes.”

said,

spoke, she stood up and left with

table and found that she forgot to take away the

crowd in the hall immediately started

lady is

wondering who that beauty is! I didn’t

I heard that Mr. Vincent doesn’t

he had taken

no, no. That’s not a

ate with Christy was shocked. He quickly settled the bill and left. He didn’t expect that the beauty

encounter a waiter hanging a new painting on the wall. When she hung it up and left, everyone

raised his hand, and the guards called the waiter. Just like how Christy bought the painting, the waiter gave the price. However, the portrait of Vincent

Rex immediately said to the waiter, “Mr. Vincent will take it. Wrap

waiter nodded

here when they saw Vincent standing in the corridor and buying a painting. Most of the rich women raised their hands and shouted, “I want to buy this too! Give me this! I want

“The starting prices of these paintings are

buy paintings. His eyebrows were slightly raised

Vincent in the rumor. They instantly forgot everything

by the same artist as the painting that Vincent bought. Therefore, they cherished the painting even more. The more they looked

from afar and admired Emily even more. She had earned more than 10

that Emily would send such a big shot. No

room, also saw Christy standing beside Vincent. He immediately understood the meaning of

was not about whether she was affordable, but that no

Rey lowered his head