Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 434 Mourn

City Q, the Alberton's...

After dinner, the family doctor came to examine Stony as usual, while Jaquan was chatting with Deon and Roger.

Deon didn't like Jaquan. Only for the sake of Emma, he didn't chase Jaquan away. However, Jaquan could see that Deon disliked him. Jaquan stayed in a hotel and quit his job in City Y. He was going to look for a new job in City Q in the next few days and buy a suitable house.

Deon was shocked and curious that Emma got married and had a child so early. At the same time, he wanted to meet her husband. But Roger wasn't interested in Emma's past, including that child. He just heard that Jaquan was a lawyer. He just happened to have some questions he wanted to consult. Thus, after dinner, two brothers surrounded Jaquan.

After Emma finished her meal, she waited for the doctor to examine Stony and after confirming that Stony was fine, she took Stony for a walk with Bernice and Deon.

Stony's endurance was very strong. Emma had hesitated before not knowing how to introduce Deon and Bernice to him, but he had called them by Grandpa and Grandma.

Perhaps they had explained it to Stony during the few minutes that she had been trapped in the car.

"Is that kid really going to stay in City Q?" Deon suddenly asked.

Emma was stunned for a moment before replying, "Yes."

Bernice smiled and said, "He is quite sincere to you."

Deon snorted coldly. Although he didn't say anything, his angry expression explained everything.

He didn't believe in Jaquan at all.

Emma did not say anything more but held Stony's hand.

Stony looked at her uneasily. He seemed to understand their topic, but he did not quite understand why his grandfather was suddenly angry.

The more Bernice looked at Stony, the more she liked him. She hugged him in her arms and kissed him on his cheek. Then, she rolled her eyes at Deon and said, "What are you going to do?" Deon frowned, "What do you mean?"

Bernice returned Stony to Emma and stared at Deon, asking, "What do you want from your daughter? That young man is good-looking, and he is sincere to Emma. He quit his job and stayed here just to get closer to Emma and the child. Look at how you treated him! Anyway, she is your daughter. She is willing to be with him. He is not the one who is being irresponsible..."

Deon was speechless.

Emma quietly turned around and covered Stony's ears.

Stony was confused.

Deon pondered for a moment, thinking that his daughter had indeed done something wrong, but he didn't want to let Jaquan off so easily, and his expression was still serious. Looking at his expression, Bernice reached out to pinch his waist. "Don't even think about it."

This was the first person who dared to pinch his waist in so many years, but Deon was not angry at all. He was afraid that his strength would hurt her, so he just grabbed her hand gently and said, "Easy." Bernice's idea was very simple. She wanted to arrange a wedding for Emma and Jaquan, and then they could live wherever they wanted to live. She would also live with them so that she could leave this house and Deon.

But these past few days, Deon had been with her, and listened to her on everything, causing her to hesitate.

Just as she was about to say something, Jaquan walked over from not far away. After he arrived in front of Emma, he stared at her and said, "Do you remember Emily?"

Of course, Emma remembered.

"Her father, Maury, was dead. They will hold a memorial service at home tomorrow." Jaquan said with a serious expression.

Emma was stunned for a moment. She couldn't believe it, "What happened?"

"The Britt Group was sold by his eldest daughter... to someone else. He died of a cerebral hemorrhage caused by anger." Jaquan explained succinctly. He fell silent for a while and added, "His eldest son, Eliot, was thrown down from the third floor in Town South last night. He is still in the ICU."

The bad news came one after another.

How could Emily stand that?

"Let's go there early tomorrow." After Emma finished speaking, she walked towards Deon and said, "Dad, lend me some people tomorrow."

Deon liked to hear this request the most. Without saying a word, he arranged a dozen people to follow her tomorrow.

Bernice sighed with emotion after hearing this. Then, she looked at Deon, who was also old. He had grey hair on the back of his head. Perhaps he would suddenly pass away one day.

She turned back to wipe away her tears in sadness.

Deon was startled by her. He grabbed her and nervously asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Bernice didn't want him to replace out that she was just thinking about how sad she would be if he died. She found a good excuse and said, "At the thought of your attitude towards my son-in-law, I feel sad. They're going back to City Y tomorrow. Do you still want him to stay in a hotel?"

Deon hurriedly said to Jaquan, "You can stay tonight." Then he looked at Bernice and asked, "Is that OK?"

Bernice wiped her tears, "That's more like it."

If it was at ordinary times, Jaquan might still be happy for an hour. But at this moment, he and Emma were facing each other, thinking about how Emily would carry the fallen Britt family.

**

Maury's memorial service was held at the Britt's.

All the friends and relatives arrived at the Britt's before nine o'clock. The butler and Susan were busy receiving them, while Emily was kneeling in front of the mourning hall. Harold was standing beside her, dressed in black, like a black wooden stake.

Many people were here to see a joke. After all, there was only a retard left in the Britt family, and the Britt Group had been handed over to someone else by that idiot, Elsie.

Ever since Eliot left the family, many people had never seen him again. Now that they had arrived at the Britt's, they had confirmed their speculation that Eliot was indeed not here. Only the useless retard was here.

But in the end, the retard didn't make a fool of herself, but Elsie did.

Elsie didn't wear a black dress today. She hadn't changed clothes for the past two days, and her hair was messy. She knelt on the floor after coming from the second floor. Afterward, she climbed to the coffee table in front of everyone's dumbfounded gaze. She picked up the glass of water from the guests and poured it into her mouth. Then she knelt in front of the mourning hall.

But he was stopped by Harold.

He threw Elsie out like he was throwing garbage, and then walked in without changing his expression.

The guests were amazed. When they looked at Emily with sizing-up gaze. Emily looked emotionless. Her face was pale, and her lips were also pale. Her face was very small, and her skin and neck looked fair in black clothes. She knelt down slightly like a puppet. It was as if her soul had been sucked away, leaving only numb machines.

Suddenly, the crowd quieted down.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground came, followed by a familiar aura. The person was close to her and put chrysanthemums in front of the photo in the mourning hall. Afterward, he knelt and kowtowed to Maury's photo.

The crowd was filled with sighs.

Emily raised her head and saw Vincent's side face. He was dressed in black, tall and slender. His meticulous attire made him look dignified and cold. As his attentive gaze moved from the photo to her face, an undetectable softness appeared in his eyes.

"Is he here to support me?" Emily thought absentmindedly.

Afterward, she saluted him officially.