Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 61

Just now, Vincent's left arm was a little stiff when raising the cup. Nobody noticed that except Randy.

"No big deal." The man looked calm.

Randy said, "I smelled it the moment you entered."

How could that be no big deal when he smelled strongly of blood?

Vincent glanced at him and said, "Your smell like a dog."

"Did that little girl hurt you?" Randy knowingly asked the question.

Everyone in the room looked frightened when they saw Emily touched Vincent's chest. Only Randy knew that Vincent got injured in his chest. Over the years, those who could let Vincent's guard down all died. It was unknown whether the new one was good or bad.

After all, they all wished him the best, but ... that little girl seemed to have other motives, which made Randy a little worried.

When he was making a fuss of Vincent, he looked up to find Vincent's calm face. He sighed. "I feel that Jaquan is a little aggrieved to be jealous of you. If he saw that you treated another girl whole-heartedly, he probably didn't know who to comfort, Arabella or himself."

Vincent took out a cigarette but didn't smoke. He played with it between his fingers and said unemotionally, "He's too aggressive and should be given a blow."

Randy glanced at him and asked, "No, what I meant was, are you serious? Do you really like her? You don't usually behave that way, such as kiss whenever you want. God, that picture keeps wandering in my mind. I even dreamed that you took that girl into your room at night ... so I doubt that if you've been suppressing your sensual passion for too long and suffered hormonal disorders. "

"One more word." Vincent threw the cigarette into his mouth, gritted his teeth, and said in a low and terrifying voice, "I'll let you suffer a joint disorder."

"..."

Randy got out of Vincent's hair.

....

When Emily came out, she saw a taxi parked in front of her. The man in the driver's seat looked like Vincent's guard. She couldn't see what that man looked like as he was dressed in black and wore sunglasses. However, she felt that the man was not a driver but more like a killer.

"Miss, where are you going?" He asked.

Emily stared at him vigilantly, "You are...?"

"I'm handsome, and I know it." The man's face wrinkled in a grin.

"..."

After seeing the tuxedo that he wore, Emily relaxed and sat down.

Since it was Vincent's people, she dropped her guard. However, she was just curious how he got the taxi. Did he hide the driver into the trunk?

She glanced at the "driver" who looked righteous through the rearview mirror and soon dispelled this doubt.

Harold called back. He found out where the two swindlers were and was heading back. If time permitted, they might meet at the gate of the Britt's.

Thinking of this, Emily quickly sent out another text message.

The car stopped when it was still some distance away from the gate. Emily thanked the guard before she got off the car.

Then she quickly hid herself under a tree in front of gate. After a while, Harold rushed over from afar and walked in to send away the butler, after which Emily trotted in.

From the perspective of the guards, they could only see that Miss Emily was jumped into the air like a cannonball and then stopped steadily on the balcony with a curtain-call pose.