Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Emily was awake.

She just had a nightmare that the house was full of wolves. They were eating Donna’s body with their heads down. There was blood everywhere. She then cried till she fainted. After waking up, there were still tears on her face.

She sat up. Under the moonlight that slanted through the window, she saw Donna lying next to her with a head full of gray hairs. Donna was not old, but she seemed to be aged overnight. Now, she had only one wish that was to see her daughter, Emily, recover.

Emily rubbed her temples. Every time she “woke up”, she had an unbearable headache. After resting for a long time, she got off the bed and found that Donna was still sleeping soundly. Probably because Donna was worried about her daughter the whole night, she was extremely tired and fell asleep. She even snored a little.

Emily finally realized that something was wrong. She didn’t understand why she was here. She also didn’t understand why she would see Donna every time she woke up. The second time she saw Kamron, and the last time she saw Mr. Vincent.

Was it a dream?

No, it was not.

Mr. Vincent was alive.

There were too many questions in her mind, but she did not want to dwell on them for the time being. She just wanted to take a look and make sure that what she saw last time when she “woke up” was not a dream.

She found her shoes, put them on, and gingerly walked out of the room. Then she noticed the pink bunny pajamas on her body. After thinking about it, she did not choose to change them, for fear of being late.

She felt like she was crouching in a bottle and slept for a long time, so when she woke up, her limbs were a little stiff. She took a while to stretch her arms and leg. Then she gently opened the door of the courtyard and ran into the moonlight.

She remembered that after she was taken out of the dungeon, she passed a long corridor and turned left into a courtyard.

It was almost there.

A voice came from the distance, followed by heavy

to rush over regardless of any lurking dangers, but the amplifying footsteps changed her mind. She clenched her fists and hurriedly

the doors looked the same, but she recalled the special plants at

that direction with vigilance. Then, she realized that she was

red lantern shone on Emily’s innocent face,

Emily’s

and did not understand

black hair was tied behind her head, and on her neck, there was a pendant that looked like a tooth. A few black shirts were tied on her body to cover her flesh but they still managed to reveal

from different places. As their eyes were sliding on each other’s bodies, they simultaneously

asked. Her eyes were big and bright, and her skin was a little

and more aggressive than Janessa, more stylish than Arabella, and the opposite of the reserved Emma. Every trait indicated that she

asked the question,

speak, nor did the other woman. They were just quietly scrutinizing each other … then Emily saw the little bunny nightgown on

Emily finally

asked her, “Where is the

sorry,” Emily shook her head and said, “I just arrived here. I don’t

did she remember that a group of people was approaching. She immediately ran over, opened the door, and entered. Just as she was about to close

the people outside were chasing

you?” Emily

and quietly listened. Then she looked up and said to her, “If you help me find the Goddess, I’ll tell