Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

His hair was white. He had worn a hat when he came here, and now he took it off. His silver hair was very eye-catching.

“I’m not your brother.” Vincent looked at her with a gentle smile, “You can call me by my name or Mr. Vincent, but you can’t call me brother.”

Emily felt that he was a little strange, but she obediently called him Mr. Vincent. She didn’t even realize why she had chosen to call him Mr. Vincent. She felt like that she had always called him that.

But she had just learnt what his name was.

“Write it down for me. Your name.”

As she pondered over it with her head dropping, a slender hand handed a pen and a notebook to her. In beautiful handwriting, ‘Vincent’ was striking on the paper.

How strange. She clearly did not know this name. However, the moment she saw it, an image flashed into her mind: she was sitting at the table and writing ‘Vincent’ repeatedly.

She took the pen and wrote down her name under his.

“Emily.” Vincent read softly.

Emily nodded, “Yes, this is my name. Mom said that she gave me this name in hope that I might have talent in arts.”

“Art? Do you like drawing?” Vincent asked.

“Yes, mom had shown me a lot of albums full of beautiful pictures.” Speaking of drawing, she seemed to be cheered up a little bit and put on an innocent and lovely smile.

It was probably because that in the following ten years, her mother had faded from her life, therefore, at the mention of drawing, it was not her mother first that came into her mind.

When Donna came back with the water, she saw Emily sitting at the table, holding a pen in her hand, copying Vincent’s name. When she saw Donna, Emily put down the pen and pulled Donna over to have a look.

do you think they

quite puzzled. How could Emily and Vincent get much closer in such a

the notebook. “This is written by Mr. Vincent. This is

Mr. Vincent?

her eyes slightly. Had her memory recovered or not? Why did she call him Mr. Vincent? If she had recovered,

in these thoughts for a long time. Emily pulled her arm. “Mom, look, do you think I write

reading a book, with a cup of tea beside. The tea

but they

had been looking for a chance to have a good talk with Vincent, but she also worried that Emily would be annoyed at her intervention after she recovered her memory. However, as a mother, she was deeply concerned with her

didn’t she believe in Maury, which

it over and finally made up

your feelings for my daughter, but… no one can guarantee that you will not meet another person you like in the future. I only hope that if you fell in love with someone else, don’t hurt my daughter. Please keep her in the dark and send her to

anything. She is the one who will accompany me in the future. I only need her consent. But as her

can grow up well and live a happy life.” Donna said as she wiped her tears, “I know you are powerful, but you are all kids in my eyes. The future

for it.” Vincent looked at Emily who was sleeping

Donna was speechless.

it was also a source of agony for you,” Vincent said as he looked at

station, Randy led all the team members to welcome them.

He anxiously grabbed Ferne’s arm and ask,

off the train. He

back in the future?” Randy quickly

upon waking up, “Emily is still here. If he doesn’t keep an

you have his address or any way to contact him? If he doesn’t come back, we can go

“I forgot,” said Ferne.