Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 83 Stiff Face

"You're too arrogant!" Arabella couldn't help but slap the table angrily. She pointed at Emily as her chest heaved in anger. "How dare you say that about Vincent? You...!"

Emily squeezed out a smile at her, "Arabella, I'm just a retard. I hope you'll forgive me if I say something wrong."

She looked at the electronic watch. Eliot was probably about to arrive. Just as she tended to walk out, she heard a loud shout from behind, "Stop!"

Arabella took a deep breath and tried her best to suppress the anger. She said, "I ask you to come here because I have something to tell you. I want to see if you can still remain so calm after hearing it." Emily frowned slightly. She looked back and asked uncertainly, "About Vincent?"

Arabella raised her eyebrows at Emily which seemed that she knew Emily would be interested in it. Arabella answered, "Right."

However, she was wrong.

Emily said calmly, "Sorry, I don't want to know."

Arabella provocatively asked, "Are you afraid?"

Emily said solemnly, "I hope he can tell me on his own initiative, not by others."

"You!" Arabella was so angry that her face completely clouded over.

Emily had already walked to the door. Then she suddenly thought of something, so she turned around and waved to Arabella, "Elsie, it's nice to chat with you. Goodbye."

Arabella sat on the round table alone. She was so angry that she drank down all the coffee. It was too cold which made her expression a little ferocious. Her good cultivation prevented her from spitting it out. She could just kick the table leg angrily.

Meanwhile, there were four Guards sitting in the trees outside the garden.

After Arabella and Emily left the side hall, they shouted, "Wow!"

Guard A said, "I think the little Hulk's rank is really high. I underestimated her before."

Guard B said, "I finally know why Mr. Vincent asks us to follow her."

Guard C asked, "Why?"

Guard B said, "He is not worried that the little Hulk will be pushed around at all. He just wants to let us see future Mrs. Britt's demeanor! Holy shit, she's really charming!"

Guard A said, "The reason why Miss Arabella hasn't become our madam for so many years is clear now."

Guard C asked, "What is it?"

Guard B said, "Are you stupid? Why do you keep asking? It's obviously that the little Hulk is much brilliant than her."

Guard D said, "I also don't think she looks like a teenage girl."

Guard A had nothing to say.

Guard B said, "I vaguely feel that what you said makes sense."

Guard C asked again, "What? Why is that reasonable?"

Guard B said, "Please help me kick him down. I will pay fifty dollars for it."

Bang!

Guard A and Guard D reached over their hands at the same time and said, "Thank you."

Guard B replied, "I was just joking..."

Another Bang!

Guard C lay on the ground and asked Guard B who had just been kicked off, "So why is that?"

Guard B was speechless.

When Emily came out, she met Eliot in the lobby. He was chatting with some guests, so Emily didn't walk over. She suddenly thought that this opportunity was very precious for Eliot.

In the past half a month or so, no one in City Y had invited the Britts to attend any banquets. However, Vincent did. Moreover, the butler and servants who came and went were also very respectful to Eliot. This made the guests unconsciously show some respect to him.

Not far away, there were some sounds of discussion.

"Hey, isn't this the little retard of the Britts?"

"Lower your voice! Don't you see her brother standing there?"

"Even her father, Maury Britt, can do nothing to me if he is here, let alone her brother."

"Tsk, it's true though. The Britts is almost done. A few days ago, I saw Eliot working on a construction site."

"The dignified general manager personally worked on the construction site. And, his two younger sisters even hinder him...!"

"Oh right, are you her sister's classmates?"

Emily looked back at the group of people beside the pillar. She saw a few familiar faces among the group. They were Elsie's college classmates. When they heard this, they looked in Emily's direction with disdain. However, their gazes just happened to meet hers.

Men were afraid of losing face, so they showed Emily their middle fingers and angrily said, "Retard, what are you glaring at?"

A man came out from the side and grabbed their middle fingers on the spot. With a cracking sound, there was only howl echoed in the corridor, "Ah! My finger!"

Ferne wiped his hands and throw the handkerchief. He said to the bodyguard behind him, "They are too noisy. Get them out of here."

Then he walked towards Emily. He smoothed his hair which seemed that he felt so good about himself. "Emily, are you shocked?"

Eliot hurriedly ran over when he heard the commotion. He carefully sized up Emily to make sure she was fine. Then, he asked, "What's going on?" Emily did not say anything.

Ferne avoided the situation and said lightly, "There are some goofballs who accidentally sprain their legs and shout like they are having a child." Eliot nodded and said, "I see."

Although he hadn't noticed what had happened here just now, he had clearly seen that the people who had been carried out by the bodyguards had all covered their fingers. He knew that Ferne liked taking violent actions when he was discontent. Eliot decisively didn't continue asking. He just touched Emily's head and said, "Be good! If you are hungry, you can eat the buffet. I have something to talk to my friends. So I'll catch you later."

Emily nodded to him.

As soon as Eliot left, Ferne raised his eyebrows conqueringly at her, "Emily, don't thank me."

Emily said calmly, "I also have the same idea."

Ferne was quite speechless.

"Darling, what are you doing here?" A woman wearing a cheongsam and sable fur tippet walked over. Emily couldn't described her face. There wasn't any trace of wrinkles on her face which was like an ironed clothes. Her lips curved upwards which became a smile. Her forehead was full and shiny. She was exquisite all over. But when all of these combined together, it looked quite stiff and weird.

It was just like her tone clearly sounded that she was a little angry, but there was a sweet smile on her face.

Emily shivered coldly and quietly moved a little away from them.

Ferne speechlessly moved to a place where there were fewer people. "What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to stay at home?"

"You are in the hotel for 364 days a year. There is only one day left to go home but you spend to the banquet. I am your wife. Why don't you go home to keep me company?" the stiff-faced woman said angrily. However, she still smiled beautiful when she said that. Her smile was very standard. One point more was too much, and one point less was too weak.

Ferne frowned. His handsome face was filled with irritation and embarrassment. "You're the one who wants to get married and you made it happen. Why do you still keep complaining?"

When Emily was about to sneak away, she heard that the stiff-faced woman spoke again. She said, "Then let's get a divorce."

Emily looked up at Ferne and saw that he frowned as he checked his phone.

The stiff-faced woman asked, "Why don't you say anything?"

Ferne didn't even look up and said, "I'm checking the day when I am available."☐☐☐☐☐