Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

“Hello…”

Emily carefully put her ear to the phone. It was a gift that she had received that day, a pink phone with a colored butterfly. It was very beautiful.

“How is your calligraphy?” Vincent said in a low and melodious voice. It was pleasant to hear.

Emily looked at the paper in front of her. There were two types of ‘Vincent’ on it, the striking one and the poor one. Three pieces of paper were all written with the name “Vincent Scavo”.

She said proudly, “Mom said that it was written very well.”

The man seemed to be laughing. “Really?” he said in a deep voice.

Emily touched her ears and looked at the phone curiously. Then, she held the phone to her ear. “Yes, I have already written it 176 times.”

“No mistake?” Vincent smiled and said.

“No, I counted it three times.” Emily unconsciously counted from 1 to 176 again in a soft voice. Vincent did not interrupt her. He was patient to accompany her.

“Look, 176.” Emily said excitedly, “Am I right?”

“Yes, what gifts do you want?” Vincent asked.

“You’ve already given me a phone. I … nothing else.” Emily wanted a kite. Her mother was not healthy enough to play with her.

“If need anything, you can tell me next time,” Vincent said.

“Alright,” Emily nodded obediently.

“Did anyone come to play with you today?” Vincent asked.

“Yes.” Emily held the phone and rushed to the coffee table. Looking at the various gift boxes on the coffee table, she smiled and said, “Sister Sydnee and Brother Eliot bought me a lot of gifts…”

“What’s those?” Vincent asked.

drawing board, the album, and a lot of brushes, pigments, pencils, and crayons.” Emily said excitedly, “How did they know that

almost an hour in the morning, two hours in the afternoon, and one and a half hours before

hung up quickly several times. After a few days, she was used to talking to Vincent for his patience. She sometimes took the initiative to talk about a topic. It

want

looked out of the window, tilted her head, and said, “Blue sky, white clouds, the tree at the door, ants

“A beehive?”

the door through the window. “But I just found that it was destroyed by a man. All the bees went to sting him. I opened the

“I know.” He knew that the man

subordinate. Mr. Vincent, why

let anything happen to you again,” he said solemnly in

hear the

me?” Emily did not

that you don’t worry about any danger when you

Emily nodded obediently.

at the time, it just passed ten minutes. Emily put the phone on the table and was ready to

taking the brush, but he didn’t

the kitchen. Her mother probably would not agree. The day she came back, she said that she missed her father, and her mother looked so miserable. She did

few days.” “Your mother will

“Really?” Emily asked happily.

you can come

“I’m not afraid.”

the kitchen. Seeing her mother cooking soup with a mask, she

back, her expression unconsciously

Emily whispered, “I don’t miss

and her eyes suddenly

a loss. She took her sleeves to wipe for Donna, and she began to

she cried bitterly. She hugged Emily and sobbed, “Your father…

She could say nothing.