Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 145 Mobile Phone

The game got started. Who would be the first to spin the bottle drew a heated discussion. "Captain, you first!"

"No, he can't be the first one, as he's too cunning!" Janessa said.

"Holy shit! Me? Cunning?"

"Janessa, why don't you do it?" Armando asked.

Randy slapped the table, "No way! She is tactful, resourceful, sophisticated..."

Janessa chuckled, "I heard you, little brat. You said I am old in disguise..."

"No, just a slip of the tongue."

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Everyone argued endlessly. Lord Top stood up. He held the beer bottle on the table. With a thumb up, the bottle rotated. Everyone sat on their chairs, holding their breath and waiting for the bottle to stop. Randy praised Lord Top in his heart. But when he turned around and met Lord Top's gaze, his heart skipped a beat for no reason. Damn it, he and this brat were completely at odds!

Just as he was thinking this, the bottle on the table slowly stopped. Randy raised his eyes and saw the bottle mouth facing him.

Words failed him.

Did this brat mean it?

Janessa clapped her hands and laughed, "Truth or Dare?"

Randy didn't dare to take the big risk, so he could only take the second place, "Truth."

Janessa smiled and looked at him, as if everything was under her control. "Alright, how many women have you slept with since birth?"

Randy didn't know how to answer it.

Although Randy looked dissolute, he was purer than Armando. He loved games and cartoons, so much so that he couldn't replace a woman he liked in the real world. So, he was still...

"I will drink!" Randy took the bottle and poured the beer into his own glass. He drank three cups in a row.

The team clapped their hands and Randy unconsciously revealed a trace of pride. 'Though I couldn't answer the question, I am awesome in drinking.'

"Who's next?" Randy asked.

The team members looked at him and said, "You."

"Oh, Okay." It seemed that Randy hadn't played the game before. He wasn't a party person. Even he had to join that, he didn't play any games. He just occasionally played poker with his bros.

He twisted the bottle so fast that it almost flew off the table. Fortunately, it finally turned back. When the bottle stopped, it was aimed at a member of the team. The member was obviously a little nervous. He was holding the cup, getting ready to drink.

Randy, "Who will ask the question?"

"Of course it's you." Lord Top looked at him, as if he was talking to a fool. "Who spun the bottle asks the question."

Randy finally understood the rule and glared at Janessa who was laughing. "Why didn't anyone tell me just now? You actually asked me questions! Are you kidding me?"

The team members were silent.

Armando held his tongue.

Janessa laughed crazily, "How would I know that you should follow my order? You're a good boy. I misunderstood you ... "

Perhaps he was angry at Janessa or alcohol worked, Randy's entire face turned red. He gritted his teeth and looked at his teammate with hatred. "Truth or dare?!"

The team member was so frightened that he picked up his glass and poured the beer to his mouth, "I will drink!"

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In the game, the empty bottle was all turned toward Randy's team members. After all, there were a total of nine of them, accounting for more than half. Meanwhile, Stony was sleeping, lying in Emma's arms.

Emily sat on the table and drew a sketch. Vincent stood outside, answering the phone. His voice was very low but could be heard vaguely. Every time, he looked back at Emily. Emily would also look at him, as if they have some telepathy.

It was past nine o'clock. Finally, a bottle turned to Armando.

Janessa stood up and said, "You should choose 'Dare'."

Armando nodded, "Okay. Dare."

"Armando! Man should be brave! Pick 'Truth'!"

"You didn't tell the truth just now." Armando glanced at him.

Randy didn't know how to retort him.

What kind of friend was he?

Janessa looked at the member who spun the bottle. "The mission is to let him carry Stony onto the bed."

"Why are you telling my team what to do?" Randy was pissed off and rolled up his sleeves. "Urchin! Don't listen to her! I order you!"

Urchin was dumbfounded.

Before Urchin could say anything, Armando had left. He walked to Emma, took the child from her embrace, and then walked forward. Janessa handed him the flashlight. Randy was sort of angry.

Bastard, let's break off the relationship.

Janessa laughed maliciously, "Continue."

Randy encouraged his team members, "Turn, aim at her! Fight her crazily!"

The teammate, trembling, happened to turn the bottle to Randy.

Words failed Randy.

What was an incompetent teammate? This was.

Janessa cracked up.

Emma had planned to take the child back to sleep, but she didn't leave as she was totally attracted by the game. As a result, Stony fell asleep in her arms, as he was probably tired.

And she couldn't carry the child back by herself, as her right leg was not cured and the lights in the room hadn't been fixed yet. The group of people was playing games, so she didn't interrupt them. Emily came over and asked her, "Do you want me to help you carry the child back?"

The man at the door also looked over. Emma knew very well that as long as she nodded, that man would do it.

She shook her head. Vincent was well-known, thus she didn't want to be involved with him. Moreover, he was Emily's man. She didn't want to cause any trouble for others because of her own affairs.

Now, Armando left with the child in his arms, and Emma also followed. She did not have a flashlight, so she only walked forward, relying on the light in front of her. Armando probably noticed that, he turned around to look at her, and slowed down his pace.

After arriving at the room, he put down the child and waited for Emma. And then he turned around and left.

The room fell back into darkness. After Emma took off Stony's clothes and shoes, she took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands, face, and feet. After tidying him up, she covered him with the blanket and walked out of the room. Then she went to the bathroom.

Just came to a door, it was suddenly opened. Emma did not say anything, but Jaquan in the room was shocked. "What the hell! Are you a ghost?"

The corridor was not near to the hall, but she had gone half way. She could see the hazy light ahead, as the candlesticks were muffled by the shadows of the crowd gathered round the table.

Emma ignored him and walked straight forward. Jaquan watched as she went forward step by step, supporting the wall. He was so upset that he frowned and asked, "Don't you know how to turn on the flashlight on your phone?"

"No."

Emma was annoyed with him, too. She looked at him with a frown, indicating that he should leave her alone.

"What?" Jaquan raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "What are you? You don't have a cell phone?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐