Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Ferne was wondering whether he could beat Noah up in his current condition and he heard a knock on the door.

Noah sat there peremptorily, and Ferne shouted towards the door, “Who is it?”

“Mr. Ferne, it’s me.” It was Harold.

Ferne soon figured out that Harold was here to give him the bonus on behalf of Emily, so he went to open the door. However, Ferne did not notice that he looked disheveled from just getting up, while Noah was smoking in his bathrobe. All seemed to indicate that a chaos just happened.

Harold didn’t expect the scene. After a short silence, he took his steps back and said, “Sorry, it seemed like a bad time. I will come later.”

Ferne was confused.

He pulled Harold back, “What are you talking about? Did Emily send you here? Is there a bonus for me?”

Harold took a glance at Noah and responded to Ferne hesitatingly, “I am here on behalf of Emily, but not for the bonus. The thing is that Miss Emily is going to prepare a gift to Mr. Cox and she would like to know what would Mr. Cox like?”

“Wait a minute. What Emily earned had nothing to do with Jaquan, so why on earth would she buy him a gift? I should be the one to be thanked for.” Ferne asked confusedly, “What did Jaquan do?”

“Mr. Cox helped a lot with the Tea Manor last time.” Harold tended to leave. “If you don’t have any suggestions, then I’ll go back and tell Miss Emily…”

Ferne pinched his eyebrows and said, “Alright, here is my answer- he likes Arabella.”

“…”

Harold took it seriously, “Well, we are not going to commit a crime.”

Ferne yelled, “Damn it, you’ve said the same thing last time! I will never believe it again!”

Harold was speechless.

Noah chuckled at the table.

Ferne turned around and shot him a look of annoyance, “What the hell are you laughing at?”

Noah raised his chin slightly and pinched out the cigarette in the ashtray slowly. He stared straight at Ferne, as if it was not the cigarette butt that he had extinguished, but Ferne’s head.

was speechless this

wrong, but couldn’t

your account. It was the money for the paintings that you and Mr. Cox bought. She wanted

a matter of fact, Emily is far better

go.” Harold finished

minute. Isn’t Emily going to give Jaquan a present?” Ferne draw Harold

“…”

was amiss from Jaquan’s unkind

asked a waiter to bring over a large pink box. Harold was just about to shake it and

curiously, “Mr. Ferne, what

Ferne patted Harold

a sticker and a pen to Harold. “Write a card. I’ll get someone to

agreed, “Alright, thank you

“Miss Emily is waiting for you to have lunch with her downstairs in the private room.

me earlier!” Ferne slammed the door and

off his clothes, Noah, who was sitting at

Here came silence.

cigarette butt that had just been crushed in

abdomen. He was hairy; his calves

getting closer and closer to him. As stepping back, he appreciated the sturdy chests and the beautiful shape of Noah’s abdominal muscles. Ferne began to wonder, “It must take you at least four to five years’ of training,

Ferne retreated to the wall and realized that he

chest. All Jaquan can think of was that Noah was really well-built. “No! It’s not what matters right now. What matters

straight as straight can be. Come on. Even if I’m gay, I should be

by the neck and held his face in the palm. He bent his fingers

Ferne was shocked.

Noah would

**

“Damn it, not again!”

stared at the black porridge in the pot, wishing to throw his phone into the pot to conjure a pot of delicious

are you cooking

his cooking steps with the instructions