Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

“She is my mother. But she is not the good mother in my memory.” Emily thought.

Those memories flooded Emily’s mind. It was Donna who accompanied her, helped her comb her hair, told her stories, and cooked delicious food for her all the time.

This time, when Emily woke up and faced Donna again, she no longer had the indifference and coldness she had in the past.

Donna had abandoned Emily when Emily needed her the most. Even if it was not her fault, what she did hurt Emily a lot and was a cause for Emily’s death. Thus, Emily would not accept Donna in a short time.

When Ferne and the others returned, they didn’t find Vincent and the others. Only Pablo and Timothy stood on the stage and were talking with several people. The islanders below the stage were all cheering enthusiastically, and Ferne could only hear a few words about hunting.

Noah searched for the medical doctor for a long time but could not find him. The servants told him that the Second Elder was dead and everyone went to the Second Elder’s home. Maybe the medical doctor was also there.

Although Noah did not know what had happened, he guessed that it was related to Vincent. So he left. When he came back, he saw that Ferne was practicing Popping with his stiff hands and frowned.

“Rub, rub, it’s the footsteps of a devil…” Ferne sang the song, waved his stiff hands, and tried to make mechanical movements. He even slid a Moonwalk on the ground.

Noah was speechless.

It was too shameful! He was just about to pull Ferne into the tent, and then he saw Jaquan come and dance with Ferne…

Probably because Vincent didn’t lose his memory, they were too happy and could not control themselves.

The crowd below the stage noticed that and some of them quickly set up a bonfire. Then, a group of people danced around the bonfire. In the beginning, the dance was normal. But after Ferne, Jaquan, and Emma joined, all the islanders from the Emerald Island began to dance Popping.

Ferne waved his

remained still and

it was at dusk. Around the bonfire, everyone’s faces

sat on the ground in front of the bonfire. They sat close, looked at the dancing islanders, but didn’t chat. The drums on the stage rang again and sounded light and enthusiastic. From time to

were chatting. Bodyguard Tom was holding gauze

had only helped Vincent

crowd suddenly quieted down and even their breathing sounds seemed to have lightened. Emily focused on bandaging

moonlight. He looked tall and

by step

on her. She held the hand

previously relied on the wheelchair suddenly could stand and walk and that

some women let out inhaling

formidable towards Vincent. The sense of oppression and the aura as a superior

swallowed his saliva and withdrew his hand, “Miss Emily, thank you. I … I’ll

“It is almost done.” Then she tied a bowknot and

up, bowed to Emily,

So he turned around and saw Vincent. He

asked.

at a loss, “I don’t know. It