Billionaire's Reborn Baby

This was an underground warehouse.

She went shopping at the supermarket at night, and on the way back, she was watched by this group of people. Taking advantage of the dark night, they pulled her into the car and brought her here.

When she came down, Christy recognized them. There were always workers in charge of cleaning the entrance of the high-end villa, and they were obvious the group of garbage cleaners. They were all around forty or fifty years old and had the faces of outsiders.

Christy had been living here for half a year. She saw them a lot and even sometimes greeted them and smiled at them. She never thought that they would bring her here.

It went without saying what they wanted to do.

Christy was in a light coffee coat, with a pair of slender heels and a silver handbag.

Worried she would run into previous clients, she would dress delicately even when she was just out for the market. The market was 10 minutes away from home and the security guards at the entrance were very professional. Every five minutes, a group of security guards would come out to patrol. However, she did not expect that she staggered the patrol time when she returned. For some reason, a street lamp was off and those people watching here hid in the darkness. When she came out, they rushed forward and covered her nose and mouth, bringing her into the car.

Christy was beautiful, so beautiful that no one dared to look at her for too long.

She was taken to the warehouse. There was no expression of fear on her face, only a mocking smile that penetrated everyone else's mind. She was too calm, so calm that no one dared to speak for a while.

Seven or eight men stood in front of this beautiful woman, yet no one dared to step forward for a moment.

Christy was not in a hurry either. She slowly looked at the warehouse beside her and reached into her pocket to send Noah her location with her phone.

Finally, a man couldn't wait. He stood up and said, "Why did you smile to us?"

Another person continued to ask, "Do you look down on us?"

These words seemed to ignite the anger of the crowd. They all started to accuse Christy.

"You're dressed beautifully and don't need to work every day, but we have to clean up and pick up endless trash!"

"It's all garbage created by you people! Why don't you throw it in the garbage can! You never stop littering even if living in such a luxurious villa!"

was bit by a stupid dog and there's no apology! The owner just threw

"We are humans too! Why do you think of us

is equal! Why don't you

how could you live such a nice

are

You don't like us, yet

"Yes!"

"I'm sorry to treat you like

They lowered their head and didn't dare to accept her apology. They stammered,

couldn't complete the whole

money." Christy suddenly opened her mouth

were completely

"Then how did you get your money?" Someone couldn't help but

...

Vincent hurriedly arrived at the warehouse, they saw Christy sitting on a plastic bucket of the warehouse. There seemed to be a male worker's coat on the bucket, and seven or eight middle-aged

question. That's when Christy

"..."

Harold had just arrived with quite a few bodyguards behind him. Everyone rushed over with a fierce look on their faces.

supposed to be in

going on. However, everyone in the warehouse noticed them at the

and raised her eyebrows in

crowd. This fierce-looking man stood out amongst the bodyguards. He was more handsome in person than in magazines. Although his facial features were gorgeous, they carried a freezing coldness

best not to get close to Vincent unless she

to. It was obvious that this man fell in

However, the news magazine made a mistake. Emily wasn't actually a

wasn't nervous or uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, she was calm, as

was fine, Emily waved her hand in one direction