Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

The next morning, Vincent picked Emily up when she was still in her dreams. She woke up and asked with sleepy eyes, “Mr. Vincent, what’s wrong?”

“Come on, today is an important day.” Vincent kissed her ear and carried her into the bathroom. He put a bath towel on the sink and placed her on it. Then he washed her face with a towel and squeezed the toothpaste for her.

After washing up, Emily returned to the bedroom and took out her phone to check the time. It was 5:40 pm.

She was speechless.

Just as she was about to get changed, a group of people in uniforms came in. They were holding a few sets of clothes and toolboxes. Emily was confused when she found that Vincent was dressed very formally today. He was wearing a pure black suit with a black shirt on the inside, and his tie was also black. It was the one she gave him on his birthday. His hair was in good shape. He looked very charming.

“Get her into that dress and do her makeup in half an hour, is that okay?” Vincent pointed at a dress and asked the makeup artist.

“Of course,” the woman replied.

“I’ll wait for you outside,” Vincent said as he patted Emily on the head.

Emily was a little confused. Last night Vincent had said that he would take her to a place. She guessed it must be a formal place.

There was a knock on the door. Rex brought Emily breakfast and quickly went out after putting it down.

Emily was not very hungry yet, but the makeup artist advised her, “Eat some food. You can’t eat anything after the makeup is done.”

Hearing this, Emily took a few mouthfuls of food and drank some milk.

Vincent chose a black-and-white dress for Emily. The V-neck was white, the corset was black, and the dress was black and white. Emily was a pretty girl with fair skin. Black and white suited her well.

Emily changed into her dress, the makeup artist praised her, “How fair your skin

up, I still need to give her a

photos of Emily in various

expect this banquet to be so grand. But Vincent often attended those formal banquets. So, she didn’t think much

hair and gasped in admiration, “Your hair is as soft as

didn’t know what to

satisfied with the hairstyles, but she was afraid to hurt the hairstylist. She gently suggested, “Don’t make it too fancy. The one with the red ribbon is pretty good.

agreed. The hairstyle she

her roll up the ends of her hair and pinched them with a clip. At last, he adjusted the red ribbon and tied

“Wow,

hundred hairstyles for her, and

makeup. Her eyes were bigger, and her eyebrows were more shaped. She had

a girl, but a

looked mature and

hairstylist removed her hair clips and ran his fingers through her

the camera,” the

he was still

have taken so many photos in my life,

artist was envious. “Her skin is really

you peek

had a nice figure. Did you see her collarbone? Wow,

if she is willing

her husband