Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 988 Violation (3)

"Compare it with mine. See if there is any difference between it and mine." Tatiana enlarged the photo and looked at it carefully.

Marley was speechless, "Stop comparing. Even if you put on makeup, you still can't compare with her even when she just came out of her bed. Look at her hair. How..."

"Sexual?" Marisa interrupted.

Marley gave Marisa a thumbs-up.

Violet whispered, "It's so strange. Usually, when Emily wears the school uniform, we all think that she is very young. Now, seeing her dress like this, I think that she is... A little sexy..."

Emily wore very loose pajamas. Two buttons of her pajamas missed, revealing her delicate clavicle and beautiful neck. Her silky long hair draped over her shoulders, accentuating her little face that was as delicate and cute as a porcelain doll. Her eyes were drowsy. Only now did everyone realize that her eyes were as black and clean as a deer's.

Even though they were girls, they were all blushing when they were standing in front of Emily and staring at her for a moment.

"Why did you suddenly leave yesterday?" Marisa asked, "Is it convenient for us to go in?"

Emily thought that Vincent was not there, so she turned to the side and said, "Come in, please."

"Do we need to change our shoes?" Tatiana asked as she walked in excitedly.

Without waiting for Emily to speak, Tatiana noticed the shoe rack at the entrance, so she simply took off her shoes, walked in barefoot, and looked around.

Tatiana accidentally kicked a soft ball by her feet. She was shocked, "You even have a dog!"

Emily said, "Yes. You guys sit for a while. I'll go wash up."

"Your dog is so cute. What's his name?" Tatiana took the dog into her arms and touched it.

Emily answered, "Candy."

"What?" Tatiana looked at Emily in confusion.

Emily pointed at the dog, "His name, Candy."

The girls fell silent.

Emily smiled and turned to the bathroom.

Tatiana looked up with the dog in her arms and saw three guards standing by the wall of the living room. She was shocked. She sat on the sofa with the dog obediently in her arms. Violet put the fruit basket in her hand on the tea table obediently.

Marisa, on the other hand, looked around as if no one else was around. Everything here was a low profile and luxurious. Even the trash bin beside her feet had a logo on it. Tatiana and Marley did not know its price. If they knew that the trash bin was worth sixty thousand yuan, they would probably hold it in their arms.

After Marisa finished sizing up the living room, she turned to look at the kitchen. Violet, Tatiana, and the others were staring at the guards standing by the wall.

"They are a bit scary." Tatiana swallowed her saliva.

"We didn't do anything. Don't be afraid." Violet pretended to be calm.

"This is quite expensive," Lucy said as she looked at an ashtray on the coffee table.

When Violet came in, she felt that the decoration here looked luxurious. Recalling that she had previously looked down on Emily, Violet asked a little guiltily, "How much is this?"

The ashtray was single and transparent. There was a circle of transparent patterns. If Violet did not look at it carefully, she was almost unable to see the patterns.

Lucy did not answer her but extended two fingers.

"Two thousand yuan?" Violet took a deep breath.

It was indeed a little expensive. Her father used an ashtray that cost two and five yuan. Just as Violet was about to speak, Lucy shook her head and said softly, "Two hundred thousand yuan." Violet was extremely shocked.

"What did you say? Are you kidding me? Two hundred thousand yuan for an ashtray?" Tatiana glared at Lucy in astoundment.

Lucy nodded, "My dad wanted to buy one as a gift, but he didn't buy it because it was too expensive. I've seen it before. It's the same as this one."

"Maybe it's a fake." Violet was still in disbelief.

Emily stayed in her art studio very late last night. When she came out, she didn't close the door of the art studio. Sitting in the living room, Violet could vaguely see something in the art studio. As soon as Violet finished speaking, she glanced at the art studio out of the corner of her eyes. Violet was a little surprised, "Emily has an art studio."

Violet caught sight of a few paintings hanging on the wall inside.

Marisa happened to come out of the kitchen. She went to the door of the studio. The painting that Emily had just drawn last night was still on the easel. The crowd was surging toward the painting. Countless smiling faces were cheering and crowding around the girl in the center.

Violet, Tatiana, and the others stood at the door, staring at the painting for a long time without saying anything.

Was it Emily who drew the painting?

They could not believe it.

Tatiana was the one who could not believe it the most. Every time Emily was in art class, she would paint randomly. How could Emily draw this painting?

Marisa did not know much about painting. She stood there and looked at it for a while, only to see that there was a small letter written on the lower right corner of the painting, E.

Marisa asked, "Who was E?"

Violet was stunned. She suddenly looked up at the lower right corner of the painting, and then looked at the lower right corner of every painting in the studio.

Without exception, there was an "E" at the lower right corner of each painting.

Violet clutched her palm as she wondered why the paintings of the artist named "E" were in Emily's house.

The answer was obvious.

The true name of the artist was Emily.

There was movement behind them. They turned around and saw Emily. Emily had just changed her clothes. She was wearing a pure white dress today. Her long, black hair was draped over her shoulders, making her face look even fairer.

Violet asked in a trembling voice, "Emily, were these paintings drawn by you?"

Emily tilted her head and looked over. In the middle of the studio was the painting that she had just drawn last night. In the painting, Tatiana's horrified expression was vivid.

"Yes." While everyone was holding their breaths and waiting, Emily nodded, "It's me."

Tatiana's legs went soft as she knelt on the ground.

Her mind only echoed what Marley had said. The painting of E was worth at least ten million yuan.