Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Emily looked at him and said, “Sure.”

“Thank you.” Trevor’s eyes were very clean. He was very thin and tall. When Emily talked to him, she found that he was wearing a white shirt, which made him feel like a gentle breeze brushing across her cheek.

Emily suddenly remembered that she had actually seen him before. At that time, she did not remember him. She only remembered that Christy had been there, and when she went back, she talked to a person in the car, which should be Trevor. At that time, he was still wearing a hood and his face could not be seen with his head down.

Now, he could already stand in front of people and talk casually. Emily was happy for him and suddenly said, “Trevor, I want to draw a picture for you, can I?”

“Why?” He was startled.

“I’ll give you this painting of Christy. And I want to give the painting of you to her.” Emily said.

“Alright,” “Do you need me to sit here?” Trevor nodded.

Emily shook his head. “No, I’ll just look at you more.”

Hearing the last sentence when he went upstairs, Vincent glanced at Trevor’s face and then entered the study.

Trevor didn’t say anything.

Neither did Emily.

Rex gestured to Trevor, “Young Master Trevor, please.”

Emily tugged Rex’s arm. “What? Is he angry? Jealous?”

Trevor shook his head, “No, Vincent is looking for me for something else.”

“Alright, then you can go in.” Emily was relieved.

Trevor pushed open the door, entered, and called out his name.

Vincent looked at his face.

“What’s wrong?” “Is there something on my face?” Trevor touched his face.

Vincent stood up and handed him a mirror. “Why does she want to look at you more?”

Trevor didn’t know what to say.

He looked at the mirror and then at Vincent, “What is the mirror for me?”

look at me.” “Which one of

Trevor could not answer.

“Cheers!”

the dining table, a group of people sat all around, and everyone raised their glasses to toast to the newly-wed

wish you all

it’s better to give birth a little later!” Ferne said with a

wish you a happy

each other for a

Janessa had never seen him get drunk before. She was the most active one to toast to Vincent. After drinking dozens of cups, Vincent was not drunk at all. She was astonished and could

was talking to Sydnee and Lynn. Christy would occasionally chime in and they chatted happily. After drinking with Vincent, Janessa felt bored, so she joined Emily and the others. Soon, they started playing games again. It’s the dice game, comparing the numbers. The loser with smaller number had to drink or

always bad-lucked in the game. Every time he participated in the game, he would only lose until he

only did he account for his first love, but

that he had once disguised himself as a woman and participated in the police station operation, and that he was blocked by his team members in the bathroom and was told that he love him. Janessa laughed and said, “I know this! This is not a

moment … his

Screw it!

dark history was actually known

the third. She felt

also know this. Isn’t it just

I died once…” Emily held the wine cup, her gaze wandering. “A dagger.” She gestured and aimed at her chest.

that Emily seemed to be drunk and was talking nonsense. They couldn’t help but ask, “How

When I woke up, I met … Vincent.” Emily smiled at Vincent from a distance. “He saved me in his last

rest. She’s so drunk that she’s talking

had drunk a lot of wine but was still conscious. Hearing Emily, he couldn’t help but recall the scene in the pool. At first, she didn’t know how to swim but she managed swam up herself.

name, she said that he

at Marquise and said

night at the Tea Manor, she cried and said, “No!” and stabbed him in the

saw Kamron, she hit him

before was traceable. Vincent held her in his arms. Emily nestled

in a

the bed, Emily still held his neck. “Where are you

shower.” Vincent said in a low voice, “My body is full of the

her head to take a sniff. Her pouting expression was a little silly and cute. “I also have

“Alright.”

to stick to people when she was drunk. Vincent carried her into the bathroom, and she

choice but to take her to

got her hair wet. Vincent washed her hair again. She leaned against his leg and enjoyed it with her eyes closed. Soon,

I waited so long for this day to

she naturally fell asleep. After leaving the bathroom, Vincent carried her into their bedroom. There was still the dry fragrance of the sun on the new quilt. She narrowed her eyes and woke up for a moment. “Is