Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 227

The guards were terribly worried. They were so upset that they almost wanted to rush out and question her, “What are you doing, little Hulk?”

In the end, they saw Emily take out a lighter from her pocket. She lighted it, and a blue flame came out. She held the lighter with her hands and raised it in front of Vincent’s face. The blue flame lit up her face with an innocent smile as she said, “Happy birthday, Mr. Vincent. Make a wish.”

Guard A whispered, “What the heck was that?”

Guard B whispered, “Are you blind? It’s a lighter!”

Guard C whispered, “She wants Mr. Vincent to blow… to blow…”

Guard D whispered, “Guard 3, you’re making it weird by pausing there.”

Guard A froze.

So did Guard B.

And so did Guard C.

Vincent just staring at the flame in front of him and did not move for a long time. Emily felt her arms burning, so she whispered, “Can’t you think of a wish?”

candle on his birthday all these years, let

in front of him. At that moment, his only thought was: what a

them from

the top of Emily’s head with his hand as he said, “Wait

party today, so he should be very busy. Emily waved at him, but she then saw the guards following behind Vincent staring

Emily was puzzled again.

lowered her head and texted Sydnee,

the moment. As she arrived at the entrance of the Garden Hotel, she run into the last person she wanted to meet there. Marquise had not been discharged from the hospital for a long time. His injuries were much more serious than Eliot’s. After

her at the entrance while leaning against the wall. It

gift boxes in her hands. One of them was a gift that Emily had asked her to brought,

look at him and tried her best

had clouded over, but Marquise was not angry with her this time. He just took out the roses he had hidden behind him, gave them to her

injured abdominal muscles as he took out the roses. He

never have thought that Marquise had not given up even

know that she would only turn a man on if she kept

that was so-called bad coincidence. Before she could refuse the bouquet, she heard someone from behind her say, “Hey, Mr. Quinn,

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