Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 387 Director

Emily and Vincent met an acquaintance in the restaurant.

Irene just returned home and had many social gatherings during the New Year. She was upset for a while since she was refused by Vincent in Italy. After shopping with friends, she finally refreshed herself. This time, she went to a nearby restaurant after shopping with her friends, but she didn't expect to meet Vincent and Emily.

Vincent was too outstanding. He sat next to the window and the sunlight was shining on him. Even if she could only see his back view, she could feel he was still cold and noble.

"That man looks familiar. Is he Mr. Vincent? Why is he here?" A friend asked, "This restaurant has nothing special. It can't be him, right?"

"It's him." Irene wanted to leave. She was once enthusiastic, but before she could get her loved one, there was a middle-aged crisis in her family. Her parents wanted to divorce at such an age. They negotiated in secret so she knew nothing about it. Then her mother suddenly made trouble for her father. Now her family was in a mess, and she didn't go home for several days.

So even if she saw Vincent, she was tired of being jealous.

However, when her friend heard that it was Vincent, she immediately pulled Irene towards the table.

"What are you doing?"

Her friend said with a smile, "Why are you nervous? Just say hello. Doesn't your family have an operation with him? I guess the girl at the opposite must be his cousin. Anyway, she can't be his girlfriend." Irene didn't say anything.

Just as she was about to retort, she was dragged to him.

"Mr. Vincent, what a coincidence." Irene's friend greeted, "I didn't expect to meet you here. Irene was shy to say hello. She's in a bad mood these days even after shopping. But she is all better when saw you just now."

Vincent had no expression.

Emily suddenly laughed as she was eating at the opposite.

Irene's friend didn't know who she was, but she felt her familiar, so she asked, "Why do you laugh?"

Emily blinked and asked with a funny face, "Mr. Vincent can treat illness?"

Irene's friend was surprised for a moment. "No, I mean..."

Irene pulled her out and said, "Forget it. Let's go to another restaurant."

Her friend asked in confusion, "We didn't offend her, right? Why is she so mean?" She suddenly remembered something and patted her head. "Holy shit! She's the retard from the Britt family! No wonder I felt her familiar just now ... If so, I can forgive her since she's stupid."

Irene wanted to say that Emily wasn't stupid at all, but it seemed that she would improve Emily's image, so she didn't say anything.

When they walked to the door, her friend suddenly turned around and stared at the people sitting next to the window. She asked in shock, "Why is Mr. Vincent with the retard?" "Because the retard you're talking about is Mr. Vincent's girlfriend." Irene finally told her the truth.

Emily asked Harold to investigate how Vincent was injured abroad, but in the end, he didn't replace any clue about his injuries. He only found that Irene had been to Vincent's ward.

Vincent originally hid the news, so Emily was not supposed to know anything. But she saw not only the photos of Irene going to the hospital, but also those of her waiting outside the operating room by herself.

Apart from Irene, Emily could not think of anyone who would do so. The Scavo family was dominant in City Y, so no one dared to make trouble for Vincent.

Irene was probably tired, so she wanted to force Vincent. But she didn't expect that when the photos were made public, Emily bought them at a high price and threw them into a shredder.

It seemed that her encounter with Vincent in Italy was completely shattered like a dream.

Emily still admired Irene for being straightforward. She liked Irene's character, and they could be friends. But Vincent was hers. She knew what to do.

Especially as Vincent hid his injuries, how could she reveal that to others?

"Director Vincent, I want the shrimp in your plate," Emily said.

Vincent raised his eyebrows. "Director Vincent?"

"They've come to you for treatment. Aren't you a doctor? As you are handsome, you must be a director, right? Director Vincent," Emily said naturally.

"Are you jealous just to make up for ignoring me these days?" He picked up the shrimp in the plate and gave it to her.

Emily took a bite and said vaguely, "You replace it out?"

Vincent was speechless.

He took back the shrimp and ate it.

"Director Vincent?" She called to please him. Then she reached out to touch his hand. "Vince?"

"Uncle Vincent?"

His face darkened.

"Have you finished?" Vincent put down his cutlery and said, "Let's go."

Emily wiped her mouth and stood up to walk to his side. After looking around, she pressed him down to the chair and sat on his lap to hug his neck and kiss him. "Holy shit! What is this retard doing?" Irene and her friend didn't leave. Seeing this, her friend was shocked. She tugged at Irene's arm and said, "Breaking news! Holy shit!" She quickly picked up her phone and shot a video.

Just as Irene was about to stop her, she remembered something and frowned.

"Why are you so bold?" Vincent hugged her slender waist with one hand and asked, "Aren't you afraid that someone would see us?"

Emily said without hesitation, "Anyway, I'm a retard."

Vincent was amused by her and beamed with delight.

Emily also laughed. Then she said, "Retard and director are a perfect couple, right?"

Vincent laughed. His voice was deep, leaving ripples in her heart. He looked so gentle with the bright smile.

He pinched Emily's chin and said in a husky voice, "It's a perfect couple."

Then, he kissed Emily on her lips.

Irene and her friend were hiding outside the door. They were already dumbfounded. This was the first time they saw Vincent to be so gentle. They didn't believe it at the beginning, then they were shocked, and finally they were numb and dazed.

They couldn't believe that the frightening and ruthless Vincent would like a retard.

This was ridiculous!

Irene's friend posted the video online on impulse.

A retard even wanted to be Vincent's girlfriend. Just wait for the scold from the public!

Irene saw it from the side, but did not stop her. She also wanted to see if Emily would still be luck and if anyone could save her this time.

Of course, even if someone could save her, this matter would not stop. As long as this video was posted, more than half of the people in City Y would see it. No matter how powerful Vincent was, he couldn't shut them up.

However, Irene did not expect that the biggest obstacle was not Vincent or Emily, but the fact that the women in the city did not believe the video.

They boycotted and made complaints about the video. Within thirty minutes, the video was deleted.

"Are you joking? In any case, Mr. Vincent would rather be with his assistant than a retard!"

"That's right! How could Mr. Vincent kiss a retard? Who the hell posted it?"

"The blogger must be crazy. She can't get Mr. Vincent, so she made this video. Please use my face next time. Thank you!"

"I feel that they are so sweet! Oh my God, isn't he really Mr. Vincent? So sweet! I love his smile!"

"Is he really Vincent? I've never seen him smile before. Oh my God, he's so handsome!"

"It's fake! It's not Vincent! It's ridiculous. I can accept that he were with his assistant. But how could he be together with a retard! I don't believe it!"

Looking at the comments, Irene didn't know what to say.

Emily did not know what happened at all. When she heard the news and saw it online, the video had been deleted. The video disappeared without any impact on her. On the other hand, Stephanie was surfing the Internet during filming. She heard the gossip and sent Emily a message.

Stephanie texted, "Are you ready to open up about dating Mr. Vincent?"

Emily replied, "No."

Stephanie asked, "When will you tell the public?"

Emily said, "It doesn't matter."

Stephanie continued, "Am I chatting with Mr. Vincent?"

Emily said, "No."

Stephanie asked, "Can you reply with more words?"

Emily just said, "OK."

Stephanie replied, "..."

After putting away her phone, Emily picked up a strawberry flavored candy from the box and ate it. After thinking for a while, she picked up another and threw it from the balcony. When Harold heard it, he reached out and caught the candy. A smile appeared on his dull face, and then he ripped candy wrapper and ate the candy.

"Miss Emily, what's wrong?" he asked.

Emily shook her head and stared at the garden. "I just feel confused sometimes. I don't know if I'm doing the right thing."

She whispered, but Harold still heard her words. He looked up at her and said, "No matter what you do, I will stand by your side. I believe you will finish everything you want."

Later, Emily could occasionally recall this scene when she woke up at midnight. The sunlight was warm on this day, and the sun shone on this tall and dumb man. His face was blurred while his words remained clear.000000000☐☐☐☐☐☐