Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Emily saw a net bar at the corner after walking four hundred meters from the school entrance. A group of hooligans was sitting on motorcycles outside of the bar. Marley, whom she met in the bathroom that day, was also there. She was wearing heavy makeup and chatting with a group of hooligans with colorful hair and dirty words. They probably felt that they were awesome, stepping on the electric scooter as if the gold throne under their feet. They waved their arms as if they were heroic. It was acceptable if one ignored their fake tattoos on the exposed arms.

Marisa found a bench somewhere and said to Emily, “Sit down.”

Emily sat down.

“You are calm. Is there anything you want to know?” Marisa took out a cigarette and lit it.

“Didn’t you tell me to watch the show? I’ve already seen the main character.”

She was skilled at smoking and put a piece of gum into her mouth after finishing a cigarette. “The play is about to start.”

Another group of hooligans with yellow hair and tattoos, wearing thin shirts on such a cold day came over. It was unknown where they had just gone. Their pants were covered in mud. They didn’t say much to Marley’s group before walking to an alley on the side of the net bar.

“Let’s go to take a look,” Marisa said.

Emily heard the fighting when she walked over, carrying her bag. Marley’s group lost the fighting and were all pressed to the ground in just a few minutes. The hooligan of the winning group even pulled Marley in his arms to kiss.

“Let me go.” Marley struggled but was slapped to the ground by the hooligan. The rest pulled her up and pressed her against the wall.

They tore her clothes.

It was the first time Emily had seen such a scene, with her eyes fixed on them.

“She wanted to throw your Examination papers last time, so you can record a video to prevent her bullying you next time,” Marisa said indifferently.

“You called the hooligans?” Emily looked at Marisa with her head tilted.

“I don’t want to do this.” Marisa was not angry although she was misunderstood. “I guess she would be suffered a little.” She was startled when Emily turned on the siren on her phone and played it with a loud volume.

hooligans heard the siren, they

thugs ran away. Her broken dress and bag were on the ground. The

put on her clothes disorderly when she heard someone talking. When she went

school uniform and a pair of white shoes, with two

Was it … Emily?

to record it, but you saved her. Aren’t you angry that she wanted to throw your

oranges.” Emily looked at the road ahead and said, “It is more harmful to

with busy traffic, looking at the group of students

if I don’t help, you will do it. Otherwise, you would not be here.”

My name is Marisa,” Marisa said,

reached out

Emily.” Emily shook hands with

had already been busy in the

time for dinner. I’ve washed these fruits for you

her shoes, put down his schoolbag, and put on

but he would eat the ones Emily gave to him, even if they

to give Vincent a painting as a birthday gift this time, but she felt that it was better to make a cake that would attract Vincent

Christy whispered, “It’s fine

Emily was speechless.

Emily shouted, “Take her away

with a simple and blank

turned around and touched his face. “It’s fine. You can continue.” After that, she patted a box with a bow tie on the counter and said to Emily, “It is your gift. Open it before you go to bed

twitched. “I

I send it to Vincent.” Christy blinked and then walked towards Trevor, who was studying new cuisines with a

Trevor asked when

on his back