Billionaire's Reborn Baby

Emily froze.

When she raised her head and met the man's dark eyes, she couldn't react. She looked down and saw the man's thin and beautiful lips that were like the work of a sculptor.

Vincent noticed her gaze and suddenly extended his thumb to wipe his lower lip. His voice carried joy. "Do I look good?"

Emily reacted when she heard this, and she covered her mouth and retreated.

Behind him, Kamron's voice was getting closer and closer. "I gotta go. Don't call me again. I'm busy."

Emily lowered her head to avoid his line of sight. Unfortunately, Vincent was standing in front of her. He was as lofty as a mountain and there was no room for her to escape. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Emily had no choice but to hug Vincent's arms and shouted, "Daddy, hug me!"

Even the aloof Vincent had twitching lips, let alone the crowd in the private room.

Rex, who was at the door, was petrified.

Arabella, who just came out, was the same.

So was Jaquan.

And the four Guards.

Ferne could no longer spit out anything. He was pressed down against the table by Armando. Randy was wiping his folded fan with a towel. The private room door was wide open. Hearing this, the three people inside froze on the spot. Their pupils gradually dilated and the shape of their mouth gradually unified. Then, they said two words in unison, "Holy shit..."

Sydnee looked at Harold and found that he seemed to have been paralyzed. His face was stiff and expressionless.

She was very curious about Vincent's expression. She couldn't help but lean forward and saw Vincent stretch out his hand and hug her. Then, he strode forward... Wait a minute! Forward?

Kamron had entered the private room. The crisis was resolved. Just as Emily was about to come down, she felt the man moving. She grabbed Vincent's collar in surprise and asked, "Hey! What are you doing?"

Vincent didn't even look at her and said indifferently, "Daddy will take you home."

Emily was speechless.

She felt that she had shot herself in the foot.

This was the first time that the guests and waiters of the Worldwide Restaurant had seen Vincent carrying a girl out. They thought of Arabella, who had just returned from studying abroad, and believed Vincent must have fallen in love with her.

They watched happily until they saw Arabella following behind. Only then did they realize that something was wrong. Damn! Arabella was here, then... who was the girl in Vincent's arms?

The crowd was in chaos!

Emily covered her face. Seeing that more and more people were staring at her, she covered herself with Vincent's coat!

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The man also stopped. Just as Emily was wondering why he stopped again, she felt hot breathing on her ears.

...

She covered both of them with the coat!

Their heads were so close that she could smell her, which was the combination of a faint smell of nicotine and his exclusive cold aura.

Inexplicably, her heart began to beat wildly again. Her chest was opposite to his, and she was nervous that he would hear her heartbeat. She grabbed the coat and covered her head while struggling down from his arms. She realized that she was at the entrance of the restaurant. She covered her face so that she could not be seen. Then, she rushed forward like an arrow.

Vincent was in the limelight, so she couldn't be too close to him, let alone be discovered!

Everyone just saw a petite figure with Vincent's coat on her head running very fast!

Harold followed.

Although the crowd did not know who the girl was, Harold caught their attention and many of them yelled in shock.

"Isn't that Maury's driver?"

"Yes, I heard that he has been assigned to be Emily's bodyguard."

"Holy shit, you mean that girl is the retard from the Britts?"

"I didn't say that..."

"Then what the hell did you mean?"

Vincent stood at the door and tilted his head. Rex, who was behind him, handed over a cigarette and lit it.

The man narrowed his eyes and smoked, but in his mind, he was thinking about the girl's rosy lips when she held the cigarette with her mouth.

His eyes gradually darkened. He bit the cigarette and looked down at his palm. The feeling of touching her lingered on his fingertips. She looked rather skinny but felt so soft.

"Mr. Vincent?" Rex risked his life to speak. He winked at Vincent, signaling him to look back.

Vincent turned around and saw Arabella standing there with red eyes. Jaquan and Ferne were chatting around her.

He put out the cigarette and exhaled the smoke. Then, he got on the car resolutely and said, "Let's go."

The car door was opened and closed, and just as Arabella arrived at the entrance, she saw the cold and handsome profile of the man.

She stamped her foot and her eyes turned red, "Why would Vincent do this to me? What did I do wrong? I just went abroad to study. I've waited for him for so long! Why would he refuse me just because of a retard? Why?"

Randy interrupted, "Vincent didn't like you. The past means nothing. It's just your wishful thinking."

Arabella was so hurt by this sentence that she covered her face and ran away.

Jaquan glared at him. "Will you stop talking?"

Randy sneered, "Idiot, you can't even tell that I'm helping you. No wonder you are destined to be a simp!"

Jaquan was furious and grabbed his collar. "Say that again?"

Randy sneered and pointed his face with the fan, "Hit me, right here!"

They all knew that for Randy, nothing was more important than his face. He would rather die than be slapped in the face. Jaquan said fiercely, "Do you think I don't dare?"

Ferne and Armando came over to mediate, "Don't, don't fight! Don't be impulsive! Actually ... I don't think Randy is wrong..." Jaquan suddenly turned his head and said, "You took his side?"

"No, it's..." Armando wanted to explain. Jaquan had released Randy and pointed at them, saying "good" three times. "Alright, you don't take me as your friend, do you? Alright then, don't fucking ask me for help!"

He left this sentence and chased after Arabella.

Randy tidied his collar and cursed, "Moron."

Before getting into the car, Randy turned to look at Ferne and Armando and shook the fan in his hand. "I think Vincent probably has fallen for this girl, but... that girl probably doesn't love him."

"Holy shit! What are you talking about? How can there be someone not attracted by Vincent?" Ferne said in disbelief. "She's just a retard. She'll definitely fall in love with Vincent!" Armando nodded.

Randy shrugged. "Believe it or not."

After he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and cartoon music sounded again. Ferne and Armando quickly stepped aside.

The music in the car changed again. A cute girl was dancing in the darkness for a while and then stopped. She opened the car door and made a gesture of invitation. "Get in the car, my master. I'm willing to serve you and be your slave for the rest of my life. I'll only listen to your words."

Ferne rolled his eyes.

Armando covered his face. Fortunately, he had run away from Randy.000