Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Emily saw the text message after she left the studio in the evening. She wasn’t surprised, but she still felt relieved.

The training room was at the corridor and its door was open. Christy was still practicing and she had been working hard recently. She would go punch the sandbag, within half an hour after dinner. There was also a squash room next door, and she would spend the whole afternoon there by herself. In fact, she wasn’t really alone.

Eleven was there too.

Emily walked in and showed her the message.

Christy wiped her sweat while reading the message. She smiled at Emily, “Good luck for the cooperation.”

The cooperation this time was for real.

Christy and Emily shook hands. The little robot blinked its gray eyes and was observing.

After Emily came out of the training room, she received a call from Eliot.

“Hi, there.” She didn’t call her brother recently, and she was a little worried that he would be mad at her.

“How are you doing there?” Eliot said gently. But Emily knew that he wanted her to say that she wasn’t doing well and wanted to go home….

Emily hesitated, and Eliot was getting a little anxious, “What’s wrong? Did someone bully you?”

“No. Grandpa is nice to me, and Mr. Vincent is….ok. But no one cares about me as much as you do.” She lied. Vincent cared more.

Eliot laughed, “Vincent has bad temper. Don’t mess with him and keep a distance from him.”

“…”

“What happened? Did he scare you? If you’re afraid of him, I am coming to take you home right now.”

Emily changed the topic and asked, “Eliot, how is the company?”

her question. He remembered that it was Vincent who helped the Britts to survive the crisis and gave

staying with them

“The company is fine now. There is nothing to be worried

Emily replied sweetly, “OK.”

seemed difficult to pinpoint where

out that

paper and showed it to Eleven. She crouched in front of Eleven and whispered,

gray eyes with faint

patted on its head

head gently, as

Eleven up at the door. She kissed on its cold cheek and looked at Emily and asked, “What

robot like her family and she was

won’t be lonely anymore.” Emily

held Eleven and set on the bed. She was drying her hair with a towel and

“…”

owner’s name is Trevor. So, I got used to calling it that way.” For some reasons, Emily didn’t tell her the truth. Then, Emily said that she had to go

she was walking out of the door, she saw Christy drying her hair while talking to

pictured a scene in her mind. Christy was not

the computer. There were 20 people matched the conditions,

one name

popped up. The keyword set by the computer was “dead”. Anyone

a message on the blog, “I choose to die, as

box and noticed the blogger’s information. Stephanie Smith, female, 24…. Trevor remembered that Doctor Miracle had

paused and sent the IP address to

of the building and received a message. It was from Trevor, and she was surprised that he

this must be Doctor Miracle’s address. Was he in danger? Vincent needed him, so he can’t

yet, Emily rushed to the gate and called Harold, “I just sent you the address. Go rescue

down from the trees and asked, “Miss Emily, what

speaking, a guard already drove the car out and she got in quickly. She rolled down the window and said to the other guards, “I’m only going out for