Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 183 Ten Thousand

Christy gracefully wiped her mouth with the Hermes handkerchief. Her every move was noble and elegant. Every frown and smile on her beautiful face was extremely attractive.

She smiled at the ordinary-looking man opposite her, "Why are you staring at me and not eating?"

The man took a sip of the red wine, then looked at her and said, "It's your beauty that keeps me staring."

Christy smiled silently.

The waiter found a box to pack the painting and tied a bow on it. He then brought the painting over and sent it to Christy, "Miss, your painting."

Christy touched the bow and couldn't help but laugh in her heart.

Emily spent a million for spending two hours with her. She also appointed Christy to buy one of the paintings displayed in the corridor of the Dalton Hotel. At that time, she vaguely guessed Emily's purpose. Now she came over and saw that it was indeed Emily that drew the paintings on the wall. Her paintings were very recognizable as there would always be an E at the end of her paintings.

Speaking of which, Emily still earned money. As a young girl, she was very clever.

"Do you have any plans next?" The man opposite her asked.

A loud noise came from the door.

Christy held her chin and looked at the door with a smile, "I need to go shopping with Mr. Vincent."

The man was shocked, "What? Mr. Vincent?"

"Yes." Christy was confused, "What's wrong?"

"You mean Mr. Vincent from the Scavos?" He asked in disbelief.

Christy wrapped her index finger around her hair and raised her beautiful eyebrows. "Is there anyone else called Mr. Vincent in City Y?" she asked.

"How... how could you know..." Before that man could finish asking, he saw that the door was cleared out. A man stepped out from that door, followed by several bodyguards in black.

The man wore a pure black suit. The atmosphere became so repressive as he walked. No one dared to look him in the face. They could only see his long, straight legs striding forward. As he approached, everyone could quickly look at his face. His eyes were cold and almost transparent under his sharp eyebrows. His nose was tall and straight. His thin lips pursed like a knife. The buttons on his collar were tied tightly to his neck, making him look majestic and meticulous.

He walked over and came near Christy. He frowned and asked, "Have you finished eating?" Christy nods, "Yes."

She looked at the man opposite her and said, "You can continue with your meal. I'll go first."

As she spoke, she stood up and left with Vincent.

The mediocre man looked at her back in astonishment. He then glanced at the table and found that she forgot to take away the painting. When he was about to remind her, the guard had picked up the painting and followed Vincent.

The crowd in the hall immediately started to gossip.

"That beautiful lady is with Mr. Vincent?!"

"I was wondering who that beauty is! I didn't expect she's Mr. Vincent's woman!"

"But I heard that Mr. Vincent doesn't like women."

"Yes, there were rumors that he had taken a fancy to that boy from the Britts!"

"No, no, no. That's not a rumor. It's true..."

The mediocre man who ate with Christy was shocked. He quickly settled the bill and left. He didn't expect that the beauty he liked was actually Vincent's lover.

As Vincent walked along the corridor, he happened to encounter a waiter hanging a new painting on the wall. When she hung it up and left, everyone was surprised that the painting was actually the portrait of Vincent. It was Emily that asked Harold to mount this painting and send it over to Vincent.

Vincent raised his hand, and the guards called the waiter. Just like how Christy bought the painting, the waiter gave the price. However, the portrait of Vincent was more expensive with its price of 5. 2 million. Vincent raised his eyebrows, and Rex immediately said to the waiter, "Mr. Vincent will take it. Wrap it up."

The waiter nodded repeatedly, "Yes!"

The diners in the hall all rushed over here when they saw Vincent standing in the corridor and buying a painting. Most of the rich women raised their hands and shouted, "I want to buy this too! Give me this! I want them all!"

The waiter shouted, "The starting prices of these paintings are all one million!"

Vincent turned around and looked at those women who were shouting to buy paintings. His eyebrows were slightly raised and said in a low voice, "Good painting."

This was the first time that those women had chance to speak with the cold and heartless Mr. Vincent in the rumor. They instantly forgot everything and kept pointing at the painting on the wall, "I'll buy this too! Give it all to me!"

However, with so many people, how could they buy so many for themselves? In the end, they only got one painting each person. They were very excited because of buying the paintings drawn by the same artist as the painting that Vincent bought. Therefore, they cherished the painting even more. The more they looked at it, the more they liked it, and the more they felt that the painting was meaningful and artistic.

Christy looked at the scene from afar and admired Emily even more. She had earned more than 10 million by the presence of Vincent.

Moreover, she originally planned to let Noah come over and bring her out. She didn't expect that Emily would send such a big shot. No one dare to detain her with Vincent's presence.

Rey, who had just come out of the private room, also saw Christy standing beside Vincent. He immediately understood the meaning of her words "You can't afford it". She turned out to be Vincent's lover! This was not about whether she was affordable, but that no one dared to afford her!

Christy naturally saw Rey from a distance and smiled at him. Rey lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her. He ran away dejectedly.

Christy took out her phone and looked at the message. Emily was very efficient and had paid her. She had also paid an additional 500, 000 as the tip.

Christy put away her phone and looked at the crowd in the corridor. Her understanding of Emily had been refreshed in less than two hours, and she no longer dared to see her like a little girl anymore.

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Ferne felt that everything had changed when he caught a cold and was given an injection.

The waiters came here one by one to report that the paintings in the corridor and the private rooms had all been bought.

Ferne thought that the reason why Emily could achieve such a success was that Emily must be extremely lucky or she must have gotten extra help from Randy. She actually became a multimillionaire overnight, at this young age!

Ferne was really surprised that Emily had earned money that nearly equaled his incoming for running the hotel for years.

He was about to cry when Noah sat leisurely in front of his computer, typing.

Ferne asked, "Hey! What are you doing?"

He had some sleep after injection. He was feeling better now except that his throat was still dry and painful.

Noah took a puff on his cigarette and didn't raise his head, "I'm helping you check the financial statement."

"Oh." Ferne nodded. He then suddenly jumped off from the bed and jumped to the desk, "You know how to check this?"

Noah sneered, "Your original statement was hard to read. I've made you a new one. From now on, you only need to enter the turnover for each day, and the bottom of this table will automatically generate the overall report for the month. This will be clearer and more efficient for you to check."

"Wow, thank you so much... " Ferne suddenly felt that this man had a bit of a conscience.

Noah interrupted him impolitely, "It took me more than half an hour. As your friend, I'll only charge you 10, 000."

This man knew no shame!☐☐☐