Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

The small truck that the assistant drove was temporarily rented. The bed was too heavy for the assistant to lift. The things were carried onto the truck by the loaders. Stephanie glanced at it and shouted into the room, “Hey, that guy!”

She had forgotten to ask his name.

“Stephanie, don’t you know his name?” the assistant asked.

“I don’t care what his name is.” Stephanie said.

The assistant nodded.

Hearing the noise, Harold opened the door and came out. When he saw the truck at the door, he had already expected it. He found the bed was really huge. He thought about it and thanked Stephanie.

“Thank you.”

Then, he put his hands on the cargo carriage and jumped up. Stephanie’s assistant was stunned. “Have you underwent training before?”

Stephanie couldn’t help but look at Harold. He was wearing a long sleeve and his whole body was wrapped tightly. The gauze on his head was very thick today, and even his eyes were almost invisible.

The assistant said, “Wow, he’s so awesome. He looks even more awesome than the stunt doubles we met during filming. But … is his face disfigured?”

Stephanie nodded, “About the same. I haven’t paid much attention to it.”

himself. Stephanie wanted to help, but she was rejected by Harold. “Your waist is uncomfortable. You don’t have to

that Harold was crazy. He refused her help on the grounds of her uncomfortable waist. How did he know that her waist was

seemed to have been trained. Could it be that he

carried in by Harold. The room was almost

to Stephanie. “Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. Don’t forget to post

red packet that she had already prepared

Stephanie.” The assistant refused, “My parents are still waiting for me to go home for a reunion dinner. Thank you for your red envelope. I’m

the herbs. After thinking about it, she took a photo with Spencer. When she was about to post, she suddenly

Stephanie stood in the vegetable garden

Spencer took

a long face. “Grandpa, what are you photographing? Are you taking photos of me or taking photos of

photos were

she passed by Harold’s room, she realized that she could asked Harold to take a photo for her.

for a long time. When he held it again, he immediately thought of the text messages from

text messages

Stephanie poked his shoulder. “Do you know how to

back to

to do it?” Stephanie demonstrated to him, “Just press this key. I will stand there and pull out the