Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Emily walked to the desk, holding Vincent’s hand. She sat down on a chair, opened a book and asked, “I have some puzzles about the book. Can you explain them to me?”

This was not Vincent’s purpose of promising Emily everything she wanted.

Vincent smiled in frustration without revealing his thoughts.

“Sure.”

“I have questions about other books.” Emily leaned forward to look for books, lowering her head. She was so concentrated that she didn’t know how attractive she was in Vincent’s eyes.

She was wearing a large-size pink nightgown shaped like a rabbit. As she leaned over, Vincent could see her slender neck and fair skin. She wore her long black hair in a bun, leaving a strand of hair on her neck. She looked so attractive.

Vincent lowered his head and kissed Emily’s neck. She could feel the tip of his tongue.

Emily flinched and her ears turned red. She said in a trill, “It’s itchy. Don’t kiss me in that way.”

“I won’t.” He whispered in her ear. Emily could sense his warm breath and immediately felt limp. “Then how do you like my kiss?”

“…”

The guards exchanged glances and silently left.

However, things didn’t develop as they expected. Vincent just sat on the chair, hugged Emily and patiently explained the problems to her. The stocks she bought using Harold’s account kept plunging. Many stockholders had sold them, but she hadn’t decided yet.

were to fall below the initial price, she could just take it

continued to recommend her other stocks of new energy, artificial intelligence,

outside. She asked him

the bed and rushed to the window. She quietly pulled back a corner of the curtain and saw a tall man jumping

with her phone, only to

her after seeing such photos. She had to get a clearer picture, best

in the photo. The figure seemed familiar to her but she just couldn’t figure out who that

to ask for help. Right now, her mother was still locked up and she could only

as she could see her

mother. She held her phone and thought

**

was watching TV in his newly rented apartment. The small company he worked in only gave employees five days off for the festival. He didn’t gained many salary or bonuses. Instead, he had to work full time with overtime. It was quite a challenging

wish her a happy New Year. But he deleted every message before sending. He didn’t know how to face her anymore, even though

didn’t know

suddenly knocked on the

was the landlord. He was holding a plate

man, we have made more dumplings than we need. These

“Thank you.”

believed that there was no free lunch and told Emily so. In Eliot’s life philosophy, if someone helped him for nothing, he must be careful

begged the landlord to send the

that the dumplings were not made by the landlord. A middle-aged man would like the new-style ones. Suddenly, something occurred to him. He quickly grabbed the key and rushed out of the apartment.