Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 569

"We're in the car. Good luck. I will be waiting for your good news."

Ferne hung up the phone and lay on his side on the bed. He looked at the person opposite him. There was a table in the middle. He could not see Noah's face. He could only see his heaving chest. His T-shirt was stretched taut by his muscles, vaguely revealing the solid body underneath.

"Are you asleep?" he asked.

"No," Noah answered.

"Randy called just now. If he wasn't busy participating in the national qualifiers, he would come over ... Just like I thought, we all felt that Vincent ... is still alive." Ferne raised his head to look outside and lowered his voice. "What I am curious about is when you discovered that he is guilty."

"From the beginning." Noah sat up, his back against the wall, "He came to the scene before the police and had enough time to do something. Of course, these are all guesses."

He slowly added, "But my intuition tells me not to trust him."

"I don't think Vincent will die so easily." Ferne said in a light and depressed tone, "Why didn't he tell us? He could at least leave a message. I've been suffering for days."

"You can ask him in person when you see him," Noah said.

Ferne nodded, then lay down on the bed comfortably, looking up, "Have you heard about the Potter family?"

Noah replied a "yes".

Ferne continued, ""His daughter is quite clear. When Branden was brought up for the second trial, she knew that her father would be sentenced to death this time. She has donated all of the Potter family's property to the charity. However, her mother was still thinking about Zayne Science and Technology. When the police arrived, she has taken sleeping pills and committed suicide. She died in the office chair of the general manager. I don't understand. Money is nothing compared to life. They still have so many connections and can revive their family. It's a lawful society. No one would hurt them..."

"Are you listening? Are you asleep?" he said, glancing at Noah.

"Money is very important to a lot of people." Noah leaned against the wall. His eyes calmly fell on the pure white bedding in front of him. Then he looked at Ferne's slightly stunned face and said, "Sleep. I will wake you up in five hours."

"Okay." Ferne snapped out of his daze.

He lay on his side and closed his eyes. He opened his eyes a few minutes later. Through the table, he could see the socks on Noah's feet. They were of the same style and color as the ones on his feet.

A hidden joy rose in his heart as this looked like he and Noah were a couple.

"Noah, good night," he said in a soft voice.

Noah looked in his direction, the corners of his mouth curled, forming a light smile, "It's morning now."

"Good morning then." Ferne closed his eyes and couldn't help but turn around. With his back to the person behind him, the impulse in his heart had indeed lessened a lot.

Probably he hadn't masturbated himself recently, so he was a little agitated.

...

City B, the competition stadium for e-games.

There were a lot of teams participating in this season's national qualifier. At the front of the stadium was a two-hundred-meter-long red carpet. On the side were reporters and fans who were holding signs.

Logical speaking, Randy would go through the back door. He had lost in the qualifier last year. This year, if he went in the front door and lost again, it would be embarrassing.

However, he still used the front door because Carl was with him this time.

Carl took a plane here, checked in the hotel, and traveled here and there to familiarize himself with the venue the next day. He did not feel any discomfort with his age. Instead, he was full of spirit. Especially when he wore a suit and sunglasses, he looked like a member of a gang together with Randy's young assistant who dressed alike.