Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Armando entered the group and sent a message to find a job. The people in the group were probably all asleep, and no one paid him any attention.

It was not long before Ferne Dalton sent back a voice message. Armando did not dare to click it directly. He first changed the text and found that it could not be recognized at all. Then he quietly lowered his voice to connect the message.

Ferne Dalton said, “You want to find a job? Come on. My hotel is short of waiters…” There seemed to be Noah Sachs’ voice, listening carefully, and saying “don’t move”.

Moreover, Ferne Dalton probably drank and spoke lisp. No wonder the text conversion was unsuccessful.

Armando was silent for a moment before replying, “Thank you, I don’t want to go.”

Janessa had been lying in one position for a long time, and her spine would hurt, so she needed to turn over from time to time at night. Armando would help her flip through every half an hour.

looked at him with a dazed expression and asked, “Didn’t

he kissed her forehead and whispered, “I will sleep

trembled, but she didn’t say anything. After a long while, she felt that

Janessa smelled the refreshing mint fragrance. His broad palm was on both sides of her cheeks, and the breath

she was in the hospital, or perhaps it was because the wall lamp in the ward was hazy and soft, or perhaps it was because of beer that she drank tonight played a role at

seemed that she hadn’t declined since the beginning. And she didn’t even know if

realization made her mind go

heard Armando ask her in an almost twittering voice, “Why didn’t you answer

about Warren