Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 381 No Hatred

"Did you replace out? Did this girl call the police?"

Inside a quadrangle in City Q, Deon stared at a photo in one hand and held a cigar in the other. He raised his thick eyebrows and turned to look at the person behind him.

When the branch was evacuated, one master was still willing to follow Deon. Then he managed the house, responsible for the safety of the family. Afterwards, he became Deon's personal attendant and gathered information.

At around forty years old, this attendant had a scarred face, a token of getting through battles. In the past, anyone who saw him would give a murmur of admiration. Now, apart from some harsh remarks, he heard nothing delightful from others. The women living in the inner courtyard would scream when they saw him at night, so he rarely showed up in the building at late hours.

However, now the scar-faced man was already in here. The only reason one could think of was that he had something urgent to report. He said to Deon, "Yes!"

"What about the three of them? Did you replace anything?" Deon asked.

"They are unregistered. I didn't replace anything useful. They have some connections with the GY Temple."

"Dig it out."

"Yes."

The scar-faced man hesitated for a moment, as if something was on the tip of his tongue. Deon glared at him and said impatiently, "If you have something to tell me, just say it! You act like a girl!" "Besides this, I have learnt some inside information," he said, looking down.

"Just say it! Do you have to wait for me to ask?" Deon was so furious that he wanted to throw the cigar in his hand at the scar-faced man's face. Deon turned around, saw his face and gave up.

"Miss Emma was captured by the three people because she wanted to save this girl." As if this alone wasn't enough to annoy Deon, he added slowly, "The girl in the photo left Miss Emma and ran away when Miss Emma was captured."

"Find someone to kill the girl." Deon crushed the cigar with his fingers.

The scar-faced man said, "She is the future successor of the Pecks in City Y".

"It doesn't matter." Deon felt so sorry, frowning and waving his hand. "Go. Leave no trace."

"Yes!"

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a person standing there, wearing a white cape and a thick white scarf around the neck. She had a calm and plain face, but with a pair of black and bright eyes, as if she could see people through.

"Miss Emma." He bowed and nodded, then lowered his head to hide his face from her.

However, she didn't show the slightest sign of disgust. She only glanced and nodded slightly at him before entering the room. She said coolly to Deon, "Dad."

Just as he was about to leave, he heard her say, "Wait a moment."

"How do you feel? Why are you here at this late hour?" Deon stood up and walked over to ask, "Can't you sleep? Or are you hungry? Tell me what you want to eat. I will have the servants cook it and send it to your room..."

"Dad." Emma interrupted him. "Don't do those things." "Don't do anything I don't like, okay?" she said in a soft but determined voice.

"Don't you hate her for treating you like that?" Deon asked angrily, "I hate heartless people the most in my life!"

Emma remembered that Arabella had said that.

She shook her head and said, "I don't hate her. Not at all."

Simmering with anger, Deon scratched the sparse hair on his head. "Forget it! Let her go! Get out!"

The last sentence was for the scar-faced man, but Emma walked out.

Deon immediately grabbed her. Worried about injuring her, he sat her down on the tiger fur. Then he rubbed his hands and asked, "Why? We haven't had a good talk since I came back. Why did you leave without saying anything? Did something happen? Or did I do something upsetting you? Tell me. I won't make the same mistake."

The scar-faced man said nothing and went out. He even closed the door for them.

Emma had discovered that she was pregnant, so she simply packed her luggage and left the bodyguards behind to begin her long journey. However, she could not tell Deon about it.

"I just wanted a trip," she said.

"Emma, you didn't come home for years. Didn't you miss your family ... or me?" After Deon finished speaking, he realized that Emma probably missed neither, so he added, "Didn't you miss your mother?" Emma sighed softly, "Dad, you've got four families. Have you ever missed all of them at the same time?"

For the first time in his life, Deon couldn't answer his daughter's question. He was stunned for a long time. He opened his mouth and wanted to say he never missed any of them, but he did occasionally. Moreover, he would pine for more than one of them. His mood decided who got into his mind. Recently, he would think of his first wife and Bernice.

He got Emma in some way, though he felt she was hard on him.

"I'm a man and businessman. There are a lot of guys worse than me. They keep mistresses, too."

"I did something wrong, but it's all because of others. They haven't had a good impact on me."

"You don't like what I'm like now. I'm old and I don't like living my life that way either. Why not we stay at home and enjoy a peaceful life?"

He steered clear of her question in a few words, not forgetting to beg her not to leave again.

Emma knew that she would never be able to leave this time. On the surface, Deon asked about her feelings, but he was a doer in nature. He had probably arranged for at least 20 people to keep an eye on her to prevent her from escaping.

It didn't matter to her. She just didn't know when she would see Stony.

This was the first time she had been separated from him for such a long time. She worried that he would miss her.

"By the way, I heard you have made quite a few friends in City Y. You can entertain them at home in a few days, or you can order a table at the hotel and show them around in City Q!"

Emma shook her head and paused. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Let's talk about it later."

Deon must have found someone to watch the surveillance video of her at Forest Park. Even if she denied it, he wouldn't believe it. She might as well admit it. Then she could even invite Collin... so that she would see Stony.

**

"What exactly are you thinking?"

In the study, Felice lowered her voice and said to Jaquan, "Why didn't she take the child away and leave him to you? Whose child? Did you two met each other before? Why hasn't she called you yet?" Felice threw him a barrage of questions. Jaquan finally answered one of them, "She doesn't have a mobile phone."

He didn't realize that she had never brought her cell phone with her because she wanted to hide from her family, until he said it.

She didn't want to stay in the hospital and hotel at that time, because she would leave behind personal information. The powerful Albertons were looking for her. No wonder she was so careful!

The mysteries about were finally solved when he connected her with the Albertons. There was a reason for her decency, familiarity with steak and wine, and naturalness.

"You're not really going to marry her and raise the boy with her, are you?" Felice asked worriedly.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Jaquan lowered his head. He didn't want to say anything else other than apology.‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒☐☐☐☐