Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 897

The long-haired girl looked at Emily and said, "Do your parents know about this? This is wrong!"

 

Emily knew that the girl had misunderstood, but Emily did not explain. She just smiled, "What's wrong?"

 

The long-haired girl looked at Emily and said, "You must break up with him now! You two don't fit! Even if we ignore your social status, you are too young to be with him."

 

Emily found it funny, "What about you then? Are you the one for him?"

 

The long-haired girl blushed a little, but she still insisted, "Anyway, you two don't fit! Your relationship will never last long."

 

"Why?" Emily asked.

 

Vincent frowned in disgust the moment he saw the long-haired girl. His patience ran out as the conversation between Emily and the girl went on. He looked at the long-haired girl and said directly, "You misunderstood. I am not her uncle. I am just a toy boy that she keeps by her side."

 

The long-haired girl was shocked.

 

Including the other girls standing behind her and Ferne, they never thought that Vincent would say anything like that. It was beyond everyone's imagination.

 

Emily's eyes were wide open. Just as Rex drove over, Vincent took a few steps to open the car door and said to Emily, "Pleases get in the car, Madam."

 

Emily coughed lightly and got into the car holding Vincent's hand.

 

The long-haired girl watched the luxury car leave, and Vincent's deep and pleasant voice seemed to be still echoing in the air.

 

A toy boy?

 

Janessa, Stephanie, and the others held back their laughter as hard as they could. When they got inside the car, the laughter burst out.

 

"A toy boy! Toy boy!"

 

"What was Mr. Vincent thinking about? He looks nothing like a toy boy at all!"

 

"Randy could be called that way, I guess."

 

"No! Trevor, not Randy!"

 

"Now we're talking! Trevor can make a perfect toy boy!"

 

Christy's voice came suddenly, "I'm still here, guys."

 

He pointed the tip of his nose at Emily's and asked, "What do you need me to do, then? I'll do anything to drive away my dear
wife's anger."

“Keep your voice down! Rex and the others can hear you!" she whispered. Suddenly, she felt that her palm was licked. Emily
retracted her hand in a hurry. Vincent came over to kiss her again. Emily had nowhere to dodge it. She was kissed so hard that
she could hardly breathe. She stuttered, "I'm not angry now, really!"

“I think the hurt will be gone if you kiss me," said Vincent. He was leaning against the back seat. It was dark in the car, and the
neon flights outside fell on his face like drops of water. Vincent's beautiful eyes shone under the dim light, giving away a vibe of
temptation.

Emily felt that Vincent must be lying to her, but she also felt that Vincent rarely joked about his legs. She leaned forward and
kissed him.