Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Two days later, St. Peter’s Cathedral, Vatican, Italy.

The cathedral, which normally held tens of thousands of pilgrims, was so quiet. Apart from the rhythmic sound of leather shoes stepping onto the ground, there was no other sound.

In the corridor to the right of the door was work of Michelangelo, ‘Peter’. It was done when he was twenty-three.

On the left side of the third chapel, and on the opposite walls of the second and third chapels, was the bronze monument built by Bolewolo for Enoch VIII.

Standing in front of the monument was Vincent. He was dressed in an ink suit and had a straight collar. His expression was exceptionally cold. His eyebrows were slightly knitted, revealing a mark between his eyebrows. He stood slightly sideways, and the line of his jaw was sharp.

“Mr. Vincent.” Rex came in from outside and whispered, “People are waiting in the middle hall.”

Vincent raised his left wrist and gently adjusted his cuff links with his right hand. His eyes were filled with indifference and coldness, “Let’s go.”

Walking along the middle hall, a dignified aura filled the air. The most eye-catching thing was the bronze canopy directly below the dome. It was thirty meters tall and supported by four twenty-meter-tall spiral copper pillars. It looked majestic and tall. There was a guardian angel at each corner of the canopy. Behind them, four copper pillars with phoenix tails folded upwards supported a huge copper ball. On the copper ball was a cross, the symbol of the Catholic.

A dozen or so Europeans stood beneath the cross.

All of them were about forty years old. Some of their hair had already turned gray. The youngest was only around thirty-five years old. Their eyes were deep. Some had square faces, wide jaws and looked rich.

Hearing the footsteps, the group of people turned around and smiled.

“Hello.”

“Long time no see!”

“How is your family?”

Vincent nodded slightly. Instead of using Italian, he replied in English, “Very good. Thank you for your concern.”

who were translating in fluent English at the

brought Rex with him, not the four

safe here, isn’t it?” Vincent glanced at them. His thin

they heard

isn’t Ethen here?” One of

when they heard someone mention it, they

Vincent

chin asked. He had a beer belly, but he liked to wear a white shirt. The temperature in Italy was not low in winter. He wore only a white shirt, tightening his beer belly and covering it with a

He will be fine.” Vincent looked at him and

blade, cutting open a person’s nerves inch by inch. However, he still stared at Vincent

discussed with Ethen about opening a casino in Rome next year. Everyone

a pity,” Vincent

people thought that he agreed, so they looked at him with laughter and then

laughter on

“What do you mean?”

say it was

He did not quite understand why these people, whose hands were all stained

engage in pornography, drugs and gambling. This is a rule set by the family. It has been maintained for many years. Ethen is too young to reject you. Therefore, I came here to apologize on behalf of

…

coming out of St. Peter’s Church, he arrived at St. Peter’s Square in front of the church. Rex finished the call on his headset and bowed

white pigeon that was looking for food. His tone

“Yes.”

side, he suddenly thought of something and asked hesitantly, “Mr. Vincent, could

to get close to me and assassinate me successfully.” Vincent turned to look at St. Peter’s Church.

Vincent…” Rex felt nervous, “Then do you still