Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 48 It Was a Dream

Emily didn't answer, because Vincent walked to the door quickly and said in a cold tone, "Jaquan, send her back."

Arabella stared at him, tears flowing down unknowingly. There was another bolt of lightning outside, and the heavy rain instantly fell. It hit the trees in the courtyard, and they could feel the coldness coming through the rain.

Jaquan somehow showed up, put his coat on Arabella, and walked out with her in his arms.

Arabella cried as she turned around in the rain and shouted, "Vincent, have you ever liked me? Have you? All these years, have you ever fallen in love with me even once?"

She stood there as if she would never leave before she heard the answer.

Jaquan felt upset and he looked elsewhere.

Vincent was decisive and his voice sounded extremely indifferent. "No."

Emily didn't feel much from their conversation. She knew little about love and she had only watched Korean soap operas. So she couldn't be in others' shoes to feel their pain. Because she hadn't experienced it before, she looked blank and was at a loss.

However, Arabella staggered and fell into the rain. Jaquan held her in his arms, and then they walked out in the rain.

Vincent turned around and the guards in the shadows caught up with him one by one.

At the very moment, Harold stood there, feeling uneasy and awkward. "I'll go to the kitchen and see if the dishes are ready."

"You care about her, but why don't you like her?" After they left, Emily turned around and asked Vincent.

Under the candlelight, she could see Vincent's silhouette with sharp features. His eyelashes were dense and long, and he was frowning. He had a distinctly outlined face. "That's not the same." Emily asked, "What's not the same?"

Vincent glanced at her and said indifferently, "I just take her as my sister."

Emily clearly remembered his brother-sister theory, so she covered her mouth and stopped asking.

Harold came back with dinner. Sydnee came to visit Emily from next door after her meal. Upon entering, she caught a glimpse of Vincent sitting in the room. She sprained her foot and almost fell. Fortunately, Harold supported her.

She stared at Vincent in astonishment, then she looked at Emily, who was eating, whispering, "I, I will come tomorrow."

Emily was eating vegetables and said vaguely, "Wait. I'm almost done."

Sydnee looked at Vincent beside her and realized that he didn't say anything, so she found a chair to have a seat.

The atmosphere in the room was a little strange.

Emily and Vincent belonged to different worlds, but they got along exceptionally well and shared the same dining table, which made people wonder what had happened...

"What's the matter?" Emily had already finished her meal, and Vincent also put down his chopsticks. The guards came up and removed all the things from the table. Harold lit another red candle. The whole room lit up a little.

Vincent glanced at Emily, reached out to wipe the rice grains off her lips, and he walked out.

Emily wiped her mouth with a napkin again. She turned around, only to see Sydnee staring blankly. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and waved to Sydnee.

Sydnee suddenly grabbed her wrist and said, "You...."

Emily looked up at her, puzzled.

Sydnee took a deep breath and whispered, "Are you and Mr. Vincent seeing each other?"

Emily found this question hard to answer, because she had only agreed to Vincent's one condition, and he did not say that they were in a relationship.

Emily shook her head.

Sydnee hesitated and said, "Actually, I'm quite curious. Because Vincent hasn't treated a girl so well in all these years, hugging and wiping her mouth... I have a feeling. It seems that...."

She didn't know what to say, because she was facing Emily, who was a few years younger than her. She could see the innocence in Emily's big eyes.

Emily pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you think he has an ulterior motive for coming close to me?"

Sydnee was speechless.

She said to herself, 'I am saying he probably likes you.'

"Don't worry. He's a good guy. He won't hurt me." Emily whispered, "He saved me several times."

Sydnee was surprised and also somewhat absent-minded. In this way, it could explain Vincent's strange actions. However... did Vincent really like Emily or was he interested in a little retard who just pretended to be so?

Seeing Sydnee sink in reflection as she frowned, Emily took a few steps forward and approached her. She blurted out, "Do you like him too?"

Sydnee was shocked by her words. She placed her hand upon her heart and took a step back, explaining gently, "No! I.... I'm just curious and a little surprised. I can't believe it somehow."

Vincent Scavo, the legendary figure in City Y and overlord of City Y's business world, had always been ruthless and cold for 26 years. Who would expect him to be this gentle to a woman now! She was shocked by Vincent's reaching out and wiping Emily's lips.

Although she had experienced a similar shock before, at that time, she didn't get close that time, so it didn't look real to her. It was so unreal that she even thought it was not Vincent himself. But just now, she had just witnessed it from a close distance! It was truly Vincent!

It was hard to meet Vincent for most people. But since Sydnee knew Emily, she had actually met Vincent twice a week!

Moreover! On both occasions, Vincent was showing his affection towards Emily!

What did this mean?

"He just did all this for fun," Emily said softly.

Sydnee hadn't regained her sense, "What?"

Emily looked at the rain at the door. Her voice sounded from far away, "A retard suddenly becomes normal." She turned around to look at Sydnee and suddenly smiled. "Don't you replace it funny?" Sydnee felt as if something was hammering her heart, and she felt depressed.

What exactly had happened to that innocent and cute little girl in the past?

At that very moment, Sydnee saw her loneliness and helplessness. However, in an instant, Emily regained her innocence and loveliness. It turned out that Eliot was calling her. She was holding her phone and smiling happily.

At night, Emily was once again overwhelmed by nightmares.

In the dream, Maury was lying on the ground drenched in blood. She came to him and shouted hoarsely, "Dad! Dad!"

Maury didn't move at all.

On the other side was the same bloody Harold.

Immediately, the scene switched. Kamron hit Eliot so hard that Eliot couldn't fight back. Then, Kamron took him step by step to the rooftop on the 16th floor and grinned at Emily. "Say goodbye to your dear brother!"

"No...." Emily screamed miserably.

As she watched Eliot being thrown downstairs, the scene changed again. Elsie took a knife and stabbed her in the chest, "It's all because of you! Go die!"

Her lips hurt.

Emily opened her eyes in panic. It was a dream.

The room was pitch black. She could hear the sound of breathing above her head. But it was not Harold.

She sat up and noticed that she was holding a dagger tightly in her hand. Warm liquid flowed down the dagger to the back of her hand. Confused, she put it before her nose and sniffed.

It was blood.