Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

At three o’clock in the afternoon, Donna brought Emily to find Kason’s neighbor, ready to pay for the two apples, but she did not know that it got dark here early.

By the time she and Emily arrived, there was only a ray of afterglow shining on the earth, emitting the last ray of light.

Kamron was worried about their safety, so he arranged for bodyguard Tom to bring them there. They did not meet anyone along the way, but the ground was covered with white stones. During the day, they looked like a layer of pearls shone brightly from afar. At night when there were only stars and white light, if there were lanterns placed at the door, they would look like shiny beads from afar.

Donna noticed that there was a door plate on the garden-like ground at the door, but the door plate was very short with the length of the calf, and there was a flower engraved on the top of the small wooden plate.

She took the opportunity to look at the courtyard next door. There was a swallow engraved on the door plate.

Emily happened to be looking at the neighboring courtyard. The wooden door was closed, and she remembered seeing a man sitting on the wheelchair reading in the morning. She thought that he should be reading in the room now.

Bodyguard Tom had already knocked on the door of the Goddess and the High Priest.

He knocked twice.

He took a step back and stood beside Donna and Emily.

Not long after, a voice came from the door, asking, “Who is it?”

It was a maid.

Donna said loudly, “Hello, my daughter ate the apples in your yard today. We want to thank you in person. If it is inconvenient, we can come back tomorrow.”

There was a soft inquiry from inside, and soon after, the door opened.

A black-haired maid opened the door and peeked at Donna and Emily with curiosity before gesturing for them to enter.

Seeing that she was young, but her appearance was ordinary with tan skin, Emily timidly called her, “Hello, elder sister.”

The maid was stunned by her calling for a long time because Emily looked about the same age as her. Why did Emily think that she was older?

Donna smiled apologetically at the maid.

maid said nothing but

places. It was filled with fruit trees, and only a small path was spread out from the fruit trees. Lit lanterns were hanging at the doors of several rooms in front of them. The

Donna, “Mom,

apple tree. The girl had long white hair that draped over her shoulders. She was only wearing a pair of white socks and a pair of shoes was on

led Emily and

and smiled at her, saying, “Little girl, did you give Emily the apples? We are here today

looked

her eyes were a little scary if you looked at her for

being stared at by her.

of footsteps came from behind, accompanied by a series of sounds like a cane landing on the

eyes.” Came from an

look at the source of the sound. A white-haired old lady walked out with a cane. The cane was completely white, like a jade cane. However, the sound of its landing was not

her. He was probably injured. He had an arm hung around his neck, and his face was very cold. He glanced over expressionlessly. When he saw Emily, he paused slightly, then lowered his head and stood next to

Emily to the old lady. Before she could finish speaking, the old lady reached out to

at the Goddess. “She has no playmates since she was young. Not many people can

is fine. So if she ate that apple, would something

old lady smiled, “Yes.” She gestured to Donna, “Come

her ear,

a

just regarded it as a relatively high position, and when she brought Emily

row of rooms. Because the door was exactly the same, Donna was completely unable to tell each one’s function, but she followed behind the old lady. The man with his arm hanging pushed open

when he stood behind the door, it was as if he

had already quietly stood beside the old lady. Donna noticed that the Goddess had seldom blinked her eyes. Just as Donna wanted to take a closer look, she suddenly remembered the old lady’s advice. She immediately turned her gaze away and looked

looked at the Goddess and

Goddess had

her have a

Donna was stunned for a moment before saying with a smile, “No, my daughter ate two apples in your courtyard. Today, she pulled me

fire was more troublesome, and Donna was not in good health to cook stir-fried vegetables, so she made an apple salad this afternoon. And her door was covered with vegetables. She

she had also stewed sugar pears. The fire was born by Armando who went to Tibet and came