Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 237

Emily took a sip with a frown and then pushed the bowl away.

Eliot took the bowl and drank it up. He wiped her lips with a napkin, and then his lips with the same one.

Emily opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

Eliot patted her head and said, "Sleep early."

Then he left.

Emily stared blankly at a teaching illustration on the book. Elsie's words did not make her sad. What really make her a little sad was...

However, she quickly stopped thinking about those things as there was something more important to do right now. She sent Harold a message to let him prepare the necessary items.

Then, she called Stephanie.

"This is Emily."

Stephanie was surprised. "I saw you at the banquet today, but someone told me that you..." She caught on and laughed. "You are more suitable for this job than me."

"I need your help." Emily did not joke with her and went straight to the point.

"What kind of help?" Stephanie smiled. "You know I never say no to you."

"I want to ask your grandpa to treat a man."

Stephanie thought for a moment. "Who?"

Emily frankly replied, "Mr. Vincent."

"No, what I'm asking is, who is my grandpa?"

"..."

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At the same time, a yellow sports car ran a few red lights at a high speed, and stopped right in front of Irene's car, blocking her way.

Irene did not get out of the car. She took the whip from the passenger seat with a cold face. She was in a bad mood, and now came a guy that blocked her way.

Under the blazing high beam, a pair of slender legs stepped out of the car. It was a woman wearing a hotel bathrobe. Her hair dripped down her back. Perhaps she came out in a hurry. She walked over wearing hotel slippers. It seemed that she held something in her hand.

When she approached, Irene noticed that this woman was unbelievably beautiful. It was obvious that she did not have any makeup on her face. Her arched eyebrows of raven-black made her look so charming.

Before Irene could say anything, she saw this woman stretched out her hand and said in a natural tone, "Give me."

"Give you what?" Irene was puzzled.

Christy shook her wet hair. The cold and moist air did not seem to affect her at all. Instead, her lips got redder. "The thing that you threw away and picked up from the trash can."

"..."

Irene was so shocked that she almost stood up, "Who are you?"

Christy did not want to talk more with her. She glanced at the things on the passenger seat and rolled to the other side of the car. It was too quick that Irene saw only a pair of fair and straight legs. She reached out her hands and took the gift that should have belonged to Vincent.

"How did you know?" Irene's expression changed, "Who are you?"

"Me," Christy smiled at her, "A worker."

Only then did Irene notice that she was holding a toy robot in her hand. After Christy got into the car, Irene came to her senses. She hurriedly got off the car and chased after her, shouting, "Where are you going?"

However, the car left, leaving behind only the roar of an engine.