Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 86

The corridor on the second floor of the Scavos was about several hundred meters long, which was comparable to that of a hotel. When Emily came over last time, she didn't pay much attention to it. This time, she was led walking down the corridor by Vincent's hand. She finally got the chance to observe it carefully. There were night pearls one after another hanging above her head, dark grey carpet beneath her feet, and black and golden characters engraved on the wall. Emily did not recognize those words. What she saw was a wall full of them, shining faintly under the lights of the night pearls.

Vincent stopped in front of a door. The moment his finger touched the door, it clicked open.

Emily walked in behind him. It was a room in cool colors. The bed, sheets, carpets and curtains are all grey and black. The open balcony door, the seeping floor lights and the glistening ripples in the pool, all reminded Emily of the day she was reborn.

Vincent snapped his fingers and the lights in the room lit up. It was dim at first, then slowly grew brighter. Emily also noticed a picture hanging on the wall in the luminous room.

The dark blue sky was filled with myriads of flickering stars, dancing quietly in the dark like fireflies. They flew across the Milky Way, across the galaxy, and soared in the universe.

It gave her great praise and encouragement as Vincent was willing to hang the painting of an amateur artist like her on the wall. She turned around and smiled sincerely at Vincent, "I forgot to say thank you."

Vincent looked at her and said, "That's it?"

Emily stood on tiptoe, but did not kiss him. Instead, he kissed his chest through his black shirt, where she had stabbed him.

The man's breathing stopped for a moment and his eyes darkened.

Emily gave him a sly smile and raised her eyebrows at him. Then, she stroked her lips slowly with her thumb. Although she was still young, this action was less charming but it was somehow more attractive to him.

Vincent reached out and pinched her chin, "Where did you learn it from?"

"From TV." Emily blinked, "Don't you like it?"

Vincent exhaled and let go of her, "Go take a bath."

Emily wanted to say more. She glanced down and caught a glimpse of something, and she immediately turned around and went into the bathroom.

Vincent still got a few drops of water on him. He pressed the button on the wall and activated the built-in dressing room. There was a row of pure black shirts, he randomly picked one and then took off his shirt.

Before he could button up his clean shirt, a voice came from behind him.

Vincent turned around and saw a white figure standing at the door. Arabella stood there, eyes went red. When she saw Vincent's shirt open, revealing his sinewy chest and solid abdominal muscles, she forgot to cry. Then, she stepped forward obsessively and reached out to him.

"Get out." Vincent frowned and looked away. He began to button up his shirt.

Arabella had already walked in front of him. Her heart sank deeply. She heard the sound in the bathroom and saw Vincent half naked. She immediately realized something and questioned him angrily, "You slept with her, right?"

Vincent's hands stopped. He swept his grim gaze past her. "Not that fast yet."

Hearing this, Arabella finally eased up a bit, but she still couldn't bear the thought that Emily was in his room and even took a bath in his bathtub. She had lost her mind, "Why on earth do you like her?!"