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.”

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

the grounds of her uncomfortable waist. How did

said that he seemed to have been trained. Could it

end, this bed was carried in by Harold. The room was almost

the assistant gave two boxes of cookies to Stephanie. “Happy

Thanks. Do you want to eat with us?” Stephanie took out the red packet that she had already prepared and stuffed

Stephanie.” The assistant refused, “My parents are still waiting for me to go home for

a photo with Spencer. When she was about to post, she suddenly deleted the photo. She did not want her

for me.” Stephanie stood in the vegetable garden and was going to pull

took

happily took over the phone and wanted to look at photos. But she immediately put on a long

photos were

no choice but go to the room to find a selfie stick. When she passed by Harold’s room, she realized that she could asked Harold to take a photo for her. She could not help

When he held it again, he immediately thought of the text messages

phone and all the text messages

Stephanie poked his shoulder. “Do you know how to

back to

key. I will stand there and pull out the grass. You take a picture of my movements.