Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 55 Little Hulk

"Why?" Emily had always believed that there was no such thing as a free lunch. Eliot had taught her not to be fooled by temporary benefits and lose out on small things. People did not trade at a loss. If someone treated you for no reason, he must be plotting something.

After a while, she thought of something and said to Ferne, "You want Vincent to pay you, right?"

Hearing her words, Ferne couldn't help laughing.

Harold hurriedly said, "Miss Emily, this hotel belongs to him."

Emily suddenly realized what was going on. She said to Ferne, "I'll give it back to you." Then, she pulled Harold and ran into the hotel like a gust of wind.

Behind, Ferne took a picture of Emily's back with his phone, then sent it to the WeChat group. Emily was dressed in sportswear, looking cute and exquisite. Although she wasn't tall, her legs wrapped in sweatpants were long and straight. Her loose sportswear was bulged by the wind, highlighting her slender waist. When she ran, it seemed that her silk hair was dancing in the wind. She could be said to be a back killer.

Immediately, the WeChat group exploded with messages.

Randy: Ferne, new girlfriend? What about the dragon in your house? What if she goes mad?

Ferne: Get lost.

Armando: New girlfriend?

Ferne: Right. But not mine. [Trick.jpg]

Randy: Nice shape. [NosePick.gif]

Ferne: Mind your words.

Even Vincent, who had been as dumb as an oyster in the group, could no longer remain silent. He sent a message: She's at yours?

Ferne: Yes, dear Vincent. [Shy.gif]

Randy: Gross. Ferne, can't you talk like a normal person?

Armando: Agree.

Randy: Wait! Why did Vincent say that? At yours? The girl in the picture that Ferne just sent over. Is she...?

Armando: ... Really? What are the odds?

Ferne: You know what? I just gave her a card and told her to spend as much as she wanted, but she actually asked me if I was going ask Vincent to pay me back! So hilarious! She has begun to worry about Vincent's money before marrying him!

Randy: Wait for me. I'll be right there.

Ferne: I'll go check first.

Armando: Me too.

Vincent looked at the message sent by Ferne on the screen. Imperceptibly, he turned up the corners of his lips. His eyes became gentler too. He instructed Rex, "Go to Ferne's hotel and send him the set of calligraphy and painting on the wall of my office."

Rex asked in surprise, "Didn't you like that painting, Mr. Vincent? Last time Mr. Ferne came over to ask for it, didn't you say that you wouldn't give it to him even if you took it to burn?"

When he said that last sentence, his gaze met Vincent's. Rex immediately shut his mouth, "Alright. I'll go immediately."

What happened?

It must have something to do with that little Hulk!

What happened to his not getting close to women? He got too close now!

**

With the card, no one stopped Emily along the way. She thought that Elsie would choose to stay in the private room, but she didn't expect that Elsie and Beverly were only sitting by the window. Moreover, it seemed that the little swindler helping Beverly hadn't showed up yet.

Emily knew so because Elsie and Beverly kept looking at their watches.

She found a seat across the aisle from Elsie and Beverly. Behind her was a tree, whose leaves could hide her from the others, while allowing her to see them through the cracks.

Just as the waiter approached, she showed her card and said in a low voice, "Two hot drinks. Leave me alone."

"Yes, madam!" The waiter knew from the card that Emily was a friend of his boss. After leaving, he told the other waiters not to disturb Emily.

As soon as the hot drinks were served, people at the door became restless. It turned out that a Lincoln lengthened car was parked at the door. Eight handsome British bodyguards stood on both sides. Passersby thought that some big shots were coming out. They all picked up their phones to take pictures. The bodyguards stepped forward and made a "No Photo" gesture. They spoke in an authentic London accent, so stunning that women passing by were all amazed.

Along with the women's suppressed screams, the doorman opened the car door. A pair of men's leather shoes first came into people's sights. Then, the man in the car stepped onto the ground with his long and straight legs. The women around gasped again. The man was wearing a Giorgio Armani navy velvet suit and a cotton shirt. There was a blue scarf around his neck, adding maturity and elegance to him. The man had thick eyebrows, under which his eyes were extremely sharp. He was like an eagle hunting for prey with those eyes. His facial features were resolute and deeply carved. However, when he smiled, he looked gentle and rational with a dimple. Originally, there was nothing special about one's sharpness or one's softness. However, when these features combined, this man became exceptionally attractive. His temperament was unique. He was a little contradictory, half noble and half hooligan. All of his charm was enhanced by his slightly raised eyebrows, not to mention that the eyebrow on the right was break. When he

slightly raised that eyebrow, he was extremely masculine.

The women screamed again. In the sound wave, the man bowed slightly and led another person out of the car.

It was a woman.

A very beautiful woman.

This should be the first time that Emily had even seen such a beautiful person. Sexy was the first word that came to her mind.

The woman wore a Channel custom-made red dress. The corners of the dress flashed with the light of diamonds. The bright red dress outlined the curves of her body to the extreme. Her arms looked thin and white in it, and her straight legs too. The dress exposed her chest perfectly. She was stepping on mermaid-colored high heels, and was holding a diamond-inlaid handbag. As she walked, all things on her were glittering. It was too dazzling to the eyes of the onlookers.

Looking at her face, the onlookers immediately became jealous. She had an oriental face, with thick black slender eyebrows. She was smiling slightly, her lips red and her teeth white. With two spindly golden earrings on her ears, every move of her was charming and attractive.

"She's here!" Elsie quickly stood up and showed Beverly that person she was talking about, "Mom, it's her."

Only then did Elsie know that these two stunning people were who they were waiting.

Beverly appeared to be calm, but she was constantly looking at their car, their bodyguards, their clothes and jewelry.

The woman took the man's arm, and finally walked in with bodyguards around her. Before, Elsie did not know that there would be such a heroic and mighty man. She stood up and looked at the man shyly. Afterwards, she hurriedly turned her gaze away and said, "Hello, Miss Christy. This is my mother."

Miss Christy smiled gently and reached out to shake hands with Beverly.

"Hello, Mrs. Britt. My name is Christy Sachs. You can all me Christy."

Beverly shook her hand, but landed her gaze on the Cartier bracelet on Christy's wrist and a diamond ring on her index finger. When Beverly saw such a big diamond right before her eyes, she couldn't help but praise, "What a big diamond." Looking at the man beside Christy, she added, "You have a good eye for men too."

Christy covered her mouth and smiled. She was indeed a beauty. When she smiled, even her eyes were filled with charm. She pulled the man beside her closer and introduced him, "This is Noah. My elder brother."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐