Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 396

“Ms. Bernice, Miss Emma, Mr. Deon has sent the bird’s nest soup,” a servant’s voice came from the door.

Bernice sat up and said unhappily, “Couldn’t he send something else?”

Deon’s soft voice came from the door, “Ask her what she wants to eat.”

Immediately after, the servant asked, “What would you like to eat?”

Bernice stared at the door and said after a long time, “Doesn’t he know what I want to eat?”

Emma held back her laughter, got out of bed and walked to the door.

“She likes to eat braised pork, stewed meatballs and steamed yellow croaker….” Deon was listing the dishes, “You go and make these first. I’ll come up with something else….”

Emma opened the door.

Deon stopped before he could finish the sentence.

He stared at Emma, then frowned at the servant in front of him and said, “Go and make something else.”

The servant quickly nodded and carried the bird’s nest soup away.

Seeing that Emma had opened the door, Bernice felt that she should not stay in bed anymore. She put on a blanket and got off bed. When she met Deon, she only slightly glanced at him, looking extremely arrogant.

However, Deon was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and asked, “Are you still suffering from the jet lag? Did you sleep well? Are you satisfied with the food?”

fine,” Bernice

and said to them, “I’ll leave you two

pulled her, “Where are

nervously,

going to run away from home again. She explained, “I’m just going to the kitchen. I want

sigh of relief,

I’ll go with you.” Bernice

door and walked out gently. Not long after, she heard Bernice’s voice, “What are

I was wrong…,” Deon pleaded for

at the sky. It was a sunny day. Collin would

the carriage went further away, he became more and more panicked. Could it be that he would never see his

shout. But he still shouted in his head again and

Mom….

Mom….

felt a sharp pain in her heart. She frowned and rubbed her chest. Then she turned around

my friend. I’ll go take a

phone, and then went upstairs. Her hands trembled in panic. She sat in her room for a long while and

just

happened to be the same as in

uneasiness in her heart gradually

sitting in the garden. Susan and the butler were cleaning up the glass cup that she had just broken. The painting on the easel stayed as

already stood at the door.

and was really unwilling to tell him that her so-called

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