Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

They were wearing hats and masks and kept a low profile. Guards were following them in the dark. Vincent was staying in the Dalton Hotel.

Ferne thought about the name of the private rooms for a long time. He found eleven words in the dictionary, but Noah rejected ten of them. And the only one left was to protect Ferne’s enthusiasm.

Ferne was so angry that he asked Vincent to come over and issue a name.

The eleven private rooms were decorated with luxury. The walls were still empty because the reserved paintings had not arrived yet. The wallpaper was covered with a layer of gold and small flowers inside. When the private room door was opened, there was a golden light shining everywhere.

“Why don’t you put gold on the entire wall? The private room can be called the Luxury Mansion.” Vincent said as he frowned.

“Vincent, I don’t have enough money. Otherwise, I will set it up.” Ferne said.

Vincent was speechless.

They strolled to another private room. This private room was a business style with a grey-black design. The walls, tables, and chairs, including the teacups and teapot, were all black, simple, and elegant.

“Noah decorated these rooms.” Ferne shrugged his shoulders, “Although it’s not as good as the one I designed, it’s not bad.”

“It’s much better than your room.” Vincent retorted mercilessly.

“Really?” Ferne asked in disbelief.

Vincent walked in. “If I were a guest, I would choose this room.”

Ferne was hit.

At night, Noah asked Noah, “Am I bad? I drove a hotel for so long, but I have bad taste.”

“Not bad.” It was snowing again at night. Noah looked up at the sky and turned back to hold the umbrella.

There was no underground garage here, and cars were stuffed into the alley.

Noah walked a few steps with

a few words of praise. Please.” Ferne said with

a little cute because he was dejected. Moreover, he

time before saying. He paused for a moment, then said, “You look

and laughed, “I have

lost

black feathers with cute smiles on their shoulders for

the living room

and Rex

a few pictures with her phone and waved at Vincent.

you buy?” Vincent took off his

picked up a paper bag from the sofa and took

black with two black rabbit ears close to the

Vincent lost his words.

said as she handed it over, “I picked them

Vincent said, “Yes…”

day, he wore

the students below saw the gloves, they laughed out

“No way, rabbit ears?”

Mr. Vincent to

when a man is middle-aged, he is still

like rabbits. Do men

you are not a

you see that? Why is he wearing such silly

and her eyes swept across the back row. A few boys

pat the table, “What are you laughing for? Didn’t you hear the bell

boys snorted coldly and lowered their