Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

In the Britt’s.

It was rare for the whole family to have dinner together. At the table, Beverly had been helping Maury with the dishes. Eliot only put food onto Emily’s plate occasionally. Only Elsie was left unattended, and she was sulking.

Maury gave a bowl of soup from Susan to Eliot and said, “The annual meeting is coming soon. Work harder these days. Have more soup, and don’t get sick.”

Eliot took the soup. From his black circles, it wasn’t hard to see how busy he had been these days. “Thank you, Dad.”

Eliot had a cold these days and had coughed for a few days, so he didn’t go to the company. Now that with Beverly and Eliot, there was nothing important in the company. He didn’t attend to it anymore and only focused on recuperating. Although he didn’t particularly trust Beverly, he trusted Eliot more than anyone.

“Emily has lost weight as well.” Eliot put a drumstick in her bowl. “Your favorite drumstick.”

Emily didn’t say anything, but just pushed her bowl of soup to him and said, “Dad, it’s for you.”

Maury was overjoyed and said, “Thank you.” After saying that, he drank all the soup.

Beverly smiled nonchalantly and said, “It’s not like there’s no soup. It’s simply a bowl of soup. Susan, serve more soup.”

Just as Susan was about to leave, Maury coughed and said, “That’s OK. I’m full.”

Elsie took a sip of the soup and frowned, “How can it be so unpalatable?”

Eliot was wiping his mouth. Hearing this, he said coldly, “Don’t have it if you don’t like it!”

Elsie was scared by him. She did not reply, but lowered her head and took small bites.

Beverly mediated the dispute and said something else, persuading Eliot into going upstairs. Then she pushed Elsie. “Don’t be angry with your father. It’s you who will suffer at last.”

I was sitting right next to him. How could Eliot put no food

stop walking. Eliot turned around and looked at Emily. She had slightly lowered her eyelashes, casting shadows on her small face.

without guessing, she must

her shoulder and said, “Don’t mind what she

smile was innocent and harmless, and her

help but cover her eyes. “Don’t smile at

Emily stopped smiling, confused.

the bangs on her

was too relaxed to restrain herself

fingertips and lowered her head as she entered her room, thinking that Eliot would

on the light. Only after a few steps did she feel that something was wrong. A person was sitting on

straight to the balcony, closed the door, and drew the curtains. Then she turned around in the dark, while

when she touched the man’s suit, slightly cool and had an expensive

“Vincent.” She said softly.

man answered softly, his voice slurred as if with lust and it

when he kissed her fiercely, which was somewhat

and

back her tender hand. The little woman stood obediently. Revealing from her silk-like long hair, her delicate

his dark eyes

leaned himself close to the delicate ear. As he spoke, his thin

said, raising his hand and gently hooking her

met his eyes somewhat passively and thought to herself, ‘Why should I be shy?’ Although she didn’t know why she flushed, she was sure that it

somewhat unfamiliar. Besides, there was also thrill, for the room was dark, and the sound of footsteps on the stairs outside were clear. It was unknown if it