Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 68 Make a Mistake

"Yes, she's here. But...." The waiter looked a bit confused because her guest seemed to have arrived.

However, Emily had already walked up on the wooden stairs. When passing through the second and third floors, she could vaguely hear the chatter and laughter of other guests. As she stepped up a little from the third floor, she could clearly hear a soft voice saying, "You know, I never liked to get involved in this field. My brother said that girls tend to lose in business."

"I'm not afraid of losing." Another woman's voice sounded, "Investing is always risky."

"Though you are young, your mentality is quite mature." Christy seemed to have giggled, but turned around and coughed.

"Well, it's not a big sum of money anyway. Let's talk about you. You've been sick for so many days. How do you feel now?"

"I'm fine, just keep coughing."

"I shouldn't call you out. You're still not fully recovered."

"It's okay. It's been a long time since I last came out to bask in the sun. And the weather is very pleasant today. Besides, to accompany such a beautiful girl like you, I have to come out even if I'm terminally ill." There came a laughter.

A waiter happened to pass by on the third floor. Seeing Emily standing on the stairs, motionless, with a burly man beside her, he walked over.

Emily said before he spoke, "Alright, you don't need to come along. I can replace the place."

The waiter, "...." Harold, "...."

Of course, the two on the balcony heard her as well. They stopped talking and looked over. When Emily walked up, one of them raised her eyebrows in surprise. "I should have told the waiter that I've booked this whole balcony."

"Please, you guys go ahead. I'm just here to take a photo." Emily smiled at Christy.

As she spoke, she handed her phone to Harold, then walked over to the bamboos and posed. Harold, "..."

That woman stood up and wanted to say something, but Christy gently held her hand. "It's okay. The little girl is quite cute. She probably likes bamboos very much. Speaking of which, the most famous thing in this teahouse is exactly these bamboos."

Harold took more than a dozen photos in a row. The two sitting over there stared at Harold or looked at Emily with great interest. However, Harold's poker face didn't reveal anything, while Emily's moves were all so pure and cute. When she smiled at the camera, she was like an angel from heaven.

Emily took over the phone and checked the photos. She flipped through every single photo and was somewhat dissatisfied. She pursed her lips and said, "You got me so ugly!" Harold, "...."

Just as he was about to take the phone and shoot again, Emily directly walked towards Christy. She smiled sweetly at the latter and said, "Hello, could you please take a photo for me?"

The moment Christy took the phone, her expression changed drastically. From Harold's angle, he could only see her eyes suddenly twitched, and then returned to normal. She smiled and said, "Alright." She stood up and took a few pictures of Emily with her phone.

Looking at the innocent smile of the girl on the screen, Christy's heart couldn't help but tremble. She didn't expect that she would make such a mistake!

Who was this girl?

Why was she here?

Why would she suddenly say that word?

In an instant, a million thoughts flashed through Christy's mind. After taking the photo, she handed the phone back and heard Emily ask with a smile, "You got me so pretty! Can I have your number, please?" The woman sitting opposite Christy chuckled softly, "You ask too much. Christy doesn't usually give her number to strangers..."

Before she could finish the last word, Christy took the girl's phone and typed a string of numbers.

The woman stared blankly at the scene and couldn't say a word for a long time.

While Emily thanked Christy politely and waved goodbye, "See you."

When they left, the woman opposite Christy asked in surprise, "Christy, why did you ... why did you give her your number? What if it was that the man beside her had malicious intentions and used taking photos as an excuse to actually hit on you? Then you're in trouble! I just saw that the man was so dumb that he didn't even have any expressions."

Christy takes a sip of tea, "Then I'll just block her later. I have to at least show some respect in public."

"That's right."

Christy smiled, but her focus was all on downstairs. She'd been keeping an eye on the two who just left and watched them walk to the street. She saw that the little girl waved her hand at the balcony before getting into a taxi, as if she had noticed something.

Christy couldn't help but recall the moment the girl handed the phone to her. There was a word on the screen:

Liar.

Who was she on earth?

Suddenly, the girl sent her a text message and it read: Set up a time?

Christy only held her phone and didn't reply.

Emily was still some distance away from home when she received a call from Sydnee. Her voice was a little muffled on the phone, "The tea seeds didn't sprout. Howard said... I bought fake seeds." Harold gestured for the driver to stop. Emily got off the taxi, "How many seeds did you buy?"

"I was worried that there might be empty shells, so I bought more than 50 kilos of each breed, especially the Dahongpao. I bought more than 250 kilos of it, as well as two bags of fertilizer for about 50, 000." "How much did you spend?" Emily asked.

Sydnee sighed, "More than 70, 000."

"It should be all of her savings, right?" Emily thought. Standing in front of the Britt's, she lowered her voice and said, "OK, I'll go over tomorrow."

In the past half month, Elsie and Beverly had been exceptionally quiet. One got her palm pierced and neck bruised, and had to apply medicine every day on time; the other one got her face swollen for days, and couldn't come out to see anyone. She had to use plasters every day. When her face finally got better, she was found to have had a minor concussion...

In addition, the news that the Buckleys had canceled the engagement went viral in City Y. Although outsiders all knew what kind of a man Marquise was, Elsie's deeds were somehow exposed and appeared or TV and newspapers, which made the shares of the Britt Group to plummet. Therefore, everyone immediately pointed their fingers at Elsie, and some even called her a jinx.

In short, the mother and daughter had been in a terrible state for half a month.

When Emily was back, Elsie was returning to her room with her binoculars. In the room, Beverly asked, "What did you see?"

"She just walks back with Harold."

"Walks back?" Beverly raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Elsie hid her binoculars under the bed. "Well, there's a tree blocking my sight. But I think they took a taxi and got off earlier."

"I wonder what she's been up to these days." Beverly looked into the mirror and applied cream on her neck again and again.

Elsie picked up a painting on the ground. "The butler said that she's been playing with watercolors and paints every day. Here, I went to her room today and found this. It's like kindergarten work."

It was a little ugly frog. Its two legs were in different size, its eyes crooked, its tongue purple, and its skin grey. Elsie couldn't think of anything that was more offensive to the eye.

Beverly glanced at it and looked away instantly, "It's so ugly. Don't show it to me."