Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Emily looked at the girls on the podium. They cleaned the blackboard, tidied up the podium, and tossed the trash. When they came back, they arranged the broom and other cleaning tools neatly. The class was about to begin, there were still people playing games and chatting in the back of the classroom. Jenny frowned and said, “Be quiet.”

At first, the others didn’t think much of it. After many times, they all looked at Jenny curiously. They couldn’t figure out why Jenny suddenly changed. Not only did Jenny take the initiative to clean up, but she also supervised others to prevent them from chatting and playing games in class.

Jenny thought about it for the whole night and felt that what Emily needed her to do was probably to maintain a quiet environment for Emily’s study. No wonder why Jenny thought like this. After all, everybody in this class believed that only a few people in the front row came to class, and the others came to entertain.

Jenny had done everything she could, and only then did she ask Emily on the way to the bathroom, “How about what I did?”

Although it was a bit different from what Emily had expected, Emily still nodded, “Not bad.”

“Then when are you going to pay?” Jenny asked.

“I’ll pay you monthly,” Emily looked at her watch, “From today onwards, come find me on this day next month.”

At first, Jenny didn’t believe that Emily could pay, but Emily spoke very seriously. Emily didn’t seem like she was playing tricks. Emily paid as paying a salary. It made Jenny feel that Emily was very … reliable.

“Why are you…” Before Emily turned to leave, Jenny could not help but ask, “Pay me?”

Emily turned around. “We paid equally. It’s like you’re working for me. It’s your salary.”

Jenny was stunned.

impulse in her heart. She hid in

on Emily’s table. The bright red apple was more exquisite than the others’,

Emily thanked Marisa.

come to the front row often. Every time she went to her seat, she would go through the back door. This was the first time Marisa came to the front row

nodded. Emily wrote down Marisa’s name and ‘Merry Christmas’. Before handing it over, Emily looked at Marisa and said, “Wait a

out a pen and drew a small character

few strokes, but it

with a few strokes. Marisa immediately

smiled and did not speak. After the drawing was finished, she gently blew on the card and

card and her eyes lit up with joy, “I’ve received

came back from

pointed at the apple on

Tatiana exclaimed, “That’s what rich people do,” Tatiana thought for a while and asked, “But Christmas Eve was over,

writing the cards. When she heard this, she remembered the first sentence that Marisa had said, “I didn’t have the habit of giving people apples in the past. Seeing that others had sent you one, I came to join in the fun. I didn’t wrap

as Stephanie?” Tatiana stared