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

give her a haircut,”

a few photos of Emily in various directions. “Very good, the camera

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

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

know what to

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. I would like to leave

hairstylist agreed. The hairstyle she asked for was

the ends of her hair and pinched them

several photos. “Wow, this hairstyle is

I can make more than a hundred hairstyles for her, and each one will be suitable. It will be nice if her hair is dyed red or

bigger, and her eyebrows were more shaped. She had long, thick and curved eyelashes. Her nose was delicate, and her lips were

a girl,

mature and

and ran his fingers through her curly long hair.

at the camera,”

walked out of the room, he was still pressing the shutter. The stylist and makeup artist

really good-looking. I have taken so many photos in my life, but this is the first time that I have ever

artist was envious. “Her skin is really fair,

did you

the zipper. She had a nice figure. Did you

you ask her if she is willing to

husband