Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 98

Harold drove the car to a free parking space, then got off the car and walked to his residence. He asked for leave today. Yesterday, he went out to buy a car when Mr. Maury and his son went to the Scavo's. Today, he was worried that Beverly and her daughter would follow him, so he asked for leave last night.

Emily asked him to take care of Sydnee, so he invited a professional tea planter and took him to the tea plantation. The tea planter had a happy talk with Howard and decided to stay for a few more days.

Harold agreed to pay for the fee during the tea planter's stay, then he rushed out to find the next target, Christy.

Previously, the detective fees were too high, so he had stopped it.

He casually walked into a bun shop and packed up six big meat buns. He finished a bun with only one bite. A few white-collar clerks were stunned by his ferocious eating habits. A woman timidly handed over newly packed Starbucks Mocha to quench his thirst, only to find that the burly man drank two bottles of water in one gulp and tossed the empty bottles into a recyclable trash can with one hand.

Too terrifying!

Harold didn't know that eating buns like this would scare a group of female white-collar clerks. He lowered his head and looked at the time. It was eleven past thirty. He knew that Emily was resting now, so he called her.

"The Tea Manor has invited a tea planter over. Sydnee said that the decoration of house will be finished in three months at the fastest. When it is finished, she will directly rent it out online..."

Emily said after he finished his words, "Hire a reliable bodyguard to protect Eliot. Marquise will definitely find an opportunity to take revenge on Eliot."

"Yes."

"Anything else?" Emily asked.

Harold hesitated, "Miss Emily, there's something else I don't know if I should say..."

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After hanging up, Emily went downstairs.

A waft of fragrant smell came from the air. She had a strong appetite these past few days. She had probably overused her brain and consumed a lot of physical energy. So, the food for lunch was mainly protein that could replenished herself.

Mr. Rolando sat there early. Seeing her come down, he smiled and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Emily nodded, "I can smell the fragrance upstairs."

"Help yourself." Mr. Rolando picked up some dished for her and smiled, "You need to eat more and build yourself up. Then have a healthy baby."

Emily almost spat out the soup that she had just drunk.

Vincent walked past her and touched her head, "Leave him alone."

His palm was dry and powerful, reminding her of the palm that held her arm when he taught her to punch. Blood vessels bulged along his arm, and every muscle of his arm was full of strengthen.

He didn't look like a fighter when he dressed in a suit, but the moment he stood on the arena, his eyes were like cheetahs, and his entire body was filled with wild charm.

She calmed down and took a sip of soup.

Vincent sat beside her and took a sip of tea before starting to eat.

Mr. Rolando looked at him with dissatisfaction. He didn't stay in his own room last night and went to spy on his grandson. He was so old that he was just a little quicker than his peers. He secretly stood at his grandson's door and quietly opened the door. But he only saw the following scene.

There was only Emily lying on the bed!

As for his grandson, Vincent was still in the study room at night. Thus, he angrily left. In the morning, he began to stew mutton soup for his grandson. He thought that his grandson was sick and needed to be supplemented.

Vincent didn't buy it. He completely ignored his grandfather. He could quickly reply to messages on his phone while eating, which was the exemplary of "doing two things at once".

He hadn't been to the company for two days, so he had to deal with the piled-up affairs this afternoon. After he finished his meal, he could only have time to touch Emily's head. Then he drove to the company without saying anything.

After she finished the meal, Emily went upstairs. The three old men in the innermost room on the second floor were already waiting.

Bodyguard said, "Oh..."

"Do you think Vincent knows that?" Kamron picked up his binoculars again. Mr. Rolando was sunbathing on the third floor. Several rooms on the second floor were all curtains drawn and nothing could be seen clearly.

The bodyguard was silent and kept looking for something to divert his attention. He lowered his head and looked at his fingers. There were scars.

"I'm asking you!" Kamron clapped the bodyguard in the back of his head. The bodyguard covered the back of his head and asked innocently, "Mr. Kamron, do you want to ask me?"

"Is there any other man?" Kamron was furious.

"..."

The bodyguard didn't know what to do. He felt that his bladder was about to explode. So, he simply asked, "Mr. Kamron, why don't you just ask her directly?"

Kamron rubbed his chin, "Does it work?"

The bodyguard nodded fiercely. Hurry up, or he would pee in the car.

Kamron opened the door but suddenly stopped, "No, what if Vincent misunderstands?"

The bodyguard was speechless.

He didn't know if Vincent misunderstands or not. He only knew that if he didn't get down, he would pee in the car.

While Mr. Kamron was still hesitating, he got out of the car and hurriedly found a hidden place to release himself.

Kamron thought for a moment and closed the car door again. He turned around to say something, only to find that there was no one in the driver's seat.

At this time, another car stopped at the entrance of the Scavo's. Eliot got off the car and stood for a while. He picked up a phone call and got into the car. Not long after that, another car followed Eliot's. Kamron saw clearly that the car behind Eliot was...