Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

There were people coming and going. Randy stood there, feeling awkward. Master Geller saw through his embarrassment. He handed the brush to the painter and turned to leave.

“Hey! Wait a minute!” Randy felt guilty. He grabbed Master Geller and held him down in a chair. Then, he paid the painter another hundred and sat opposite Master Geller with his bag in hand. “Please. Anyway, there is no other man in the world that is more handsome than me.”

“Screw you.” Master Geller scorned, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes. He sat down, picked up a pen, and mixed paints. Then, he began his first stroke. “I’ve seen someone better looking than you.”

“Who?” Randy was not used to sitting in public and being watched by so many passers-by. Their eyes fixed on him, which made him feel like he was a monkey in the zoo. Damn it. It would be funny if someone handed him a banana at this time.

“Vincent.” Master Geller was objective. He looked at Randy while saying, “Although his grandpa is a nasty piece of work, he is indeed a good boy.”

“So you want Vincent to be your grandson?” Randy smiled, “I’ll call him later and tell him this.”

“Nonsense!” Master Geller blushed, “His grandpa would definitely speak ill of me!”

“I am surprised! There’s a story. You two are rivals in love, right?” Randy was curious, his ears immediately perking up.

Master Geller snorted, “Nonsense! How can he compare to me? He is just a little better looking than me, a little whiter than me, a little better than me in swimming, a little better than me in…”

Randy could not help but laugh, “This is more than a little better. No wonder Vincent’s grandmother chose his grandfather rather than you.”

“Bullshit! It’s not that she doesn’t like me. It’s that our friendship prevails.” Master Geller explained hurriedly, “We kept a good relationship. But Vincent’s grandfather was full of evil ideas. Something happened, and then Vincent’s grandmother followed him.”

“What happened?” Randy asked.

“Don’t move.” Master Geller frowned.

Randy remained still. Master Geller did not continue the topic. It was quiet for a while.

could not

Master Geller was speechless.

sketch was pretty real. A few simple strokes framed Randy’s contour lines. Master Geller only painted one spot as Randy’s eyes and his messy hair was pinned with

portrait that night and sent it to the

the onlookers who sat down one after another stopped him, “Hey, why are you leaving? I’ve been waiting

didn’t say

just doing it for fun. That’s the

crowd felt a bit of regret after realizing

They noticed Randy before and kept looking over. They planned to buy the painting after it was drawn. When they heard Randy’s

painter and asked,

want it too! Give me

“Me too!”

“I came first!”

“Line up, okay?”

was

people were so popular now? But

painting with a soul be

isn’t good.” A little

What?!

want me to refine my drawings.” The

The little girl took the money out of

“Okay,

just big money always came