Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

“We’re in the car. Good luck. I will be waiting for your good news.”

Ferne hung up the phone and lay on his side on the bed. He looked at the person opposite him. There was a table in the middle. He could not see Noah’s face. He could only see his heaving chest. His T-shirt was stretched taut by his muscles, vaguely revealing the solid body underneath.

“Are you asleep?” he asked.

“No,” Noah answered.

“Randy called just now. If he wasn’t busy participating in the national qualifiers, he would come over … Just like I thought, we all felt that Vincent … is still alive.” Ferne raised his head to look outside and lowered his voice. “What I am curious about is when you discovered that he is guilty.”

“From the beginning.” Noah sat up, his back against the wall, “He came to the scene before the police and had enough time to do something. Of course, these are all guesses.”

He slowly added, “But my intuition tells me not to trust him.”

“I don’t think Vincent will die so easily.” Ferne said in a light and depressed tone, “Why didn’t he tell us? He could at least leave a message. I’ve been suffering for days.”

“You can ask him in person when you see him,” Noah said.

Ferne nodded, then lay down on the bed comfortably, looking up, “Have you heard about the Potter family?”

Noah replied a “yes”.

Ferne continued, “”His daughter is quite clear. When Branden was brought up for the second trial, she knew that her father would be sentenced to death this time. She has donated all of the Potter family’s property to the charity. However, her mother was still thinking about Zayne Science and Technology. When the police arrived, she has taken sleeping pills and committed suicide. She died in the office chair of the general manager. I don’t understand. Money is nothing compared to life. They still have so many connections and can revive their family. It’s a lawful society. No one would hurt them…”

“Are you listening? Are you asleep?” he said, glancing at Noah.

“Money is very important to a lot of people.” Noah leaned against the wall. His eyes calmly fell on the pure white bedding in front of him. Then he looked at Ferne’s slightly stunned face and said, “Sleep. I will wake you up in five hours.”

Ferne snapped out

minutes later. Through the table, he could see the socks on Noah’s feet. They were of the same style and color as the

hidden joy rose in his heart as this looked like he and Noah were a

good night,” he said in a

his mouth curled, forming a light smile,

closed his eyes and couldn’t help but turn around. With his back to the person

himself recently,

…

competition

season’s national qualifier. At the front of the stadium was a two-hundred-meter-long red carpet. On the side were reporters

had lost in the qualifier last year. This

front door because Carl was with

familiarize himself with the venue the next day. He did not feel any discomfort with his age. Instead, he was full of spirit. Especially when he wore a suit and sunglasses, he looked like a

carpet and signed the name of the team. The host remembered him and knew that he was the child of some official of City Y. He had a falling out with his family and started his career of playing games.

to ask a few questions. These were all prepared early and planned to

the result of last year?” The host asked with

looked in the direction of the camera. “It’s not a

host opened his mouth slightly in surprise and then smiled to express his support. However, his moment of

a few thousand teams coming, only five hundred of them signed up for the competition. After a round of screening, only more than

famous, they had self-awareness and knew that they would only be beaten up if they participated. So they sat

there was an old man at the end of the team and asked, “Is he a

it was a rich or poor family, they seemed to look down on games. They did not understand the spirit of such sort of things and naturally did not understand the passion that young people had

Whatever he does, it’s

such a considerate grandfather. Which is your