Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 37

Chapter 37 Sweet

Emily was so close to him. She felt she had never seen him so clearly. His eyebrows were pitch-black. He was frowning and his eyes were bending upwards. Now he slightly narrowed his eyes, which somehow made Emily think she was in danger. She smelt cigarette, which together with his cold face gave her a distant feeling.

Vincent’s fingers were cold. When he touched her hot skin, he was a little surprised. He lowered his head slightly and saw Emily’s red cheeks.

She was drugged again?

He used some strength to raise Emily’s face. Her skin was smooth. Her beautiful eyes were wide-open. And when she saw him, relaxation and joy flashed across her eyes.

This expression once again delighted Vincent. He threw away the cigarette and spat out some smoke.

The smell of nicotine somewhat wakened Emily. She grabbed the cold hand on her chin and asked Vincent, “Can I have a cigarette?”

Vincent raised his eyebrows. After a while, he took out a cigarette case and handed one to Emily’s mouth.

“Open your mouth.”

Emily opened her mouth like he said and kept the cigarette in her mouth. For a moment, Vincent saw the tip of her pink tongue. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Vincent fixed his gaze on Emily for a while. His eyes met her innocent ones. Then, he took out a lighter made of jade and lit up the cigarette in her mouth. After that, he said to Emily in a hoarse voice, “Don’t

bite it. Suck it.”

The people hidden were astonished.

Guard A: Mr. Vincent was the head of the Scavos. He was a legend in City Y! He was ruthless and decisive! What happened to him?

Guard B: He condescended himself to light a cigarette for a retard! And his words sounded so ambiguous.

Guard C: I thought Mr. Vincent didn’t like women!

Guard D: Oh. Men…

Jaquan: Vincent must have said those vague words on purpose!

Ferne: Did Vincent forget that I was still here?

Armando: I guessed he also forgot me.

Randy: And me.

This was the first time Emily smoked, and she was in a sorry state. She choked. Her tears streamed down her cheeks. Fortunately, much of the exhausting feeling had disappeared. She gradually regained her strength. The nicotine indeed worked.

After finishing one cigarette, she tried to stand up. But she accidentally staggered into Vincent’s arms.

She was petite. Being in Vincent’s arms made her look even smaller. She looked at Vincent blankly. She just shed tears, so her big eyes were still watery. Her eyelids were pink. Vincent saw her cherry lips moving up and down, and occasionally, he would see her pink tongue. He heard her ask, “What is that?”

She reached out and rubbed her belly, “The thing that’s poking me?”

“…”

Everyone became excited!

Everyone in the shadows couldn’t help but turn on the lights. Some focused on watching them. Some began to take photos. One even turned on his phone to record this scene while commenting.

“Mr. Vincent has been distant to women for 26 years. 26 years! Finally, after so many years, this old virgin is here today, in front of this beautiful young lady…”

Emily was shocked. She just found out that there were so many people in this room.

Vincent glanced around. After that, all the people silently put away their phones and shut their mouths.

Jaquan coughed and changed the words he was about to say. “We heard nothing and saw nothing. Ignore us. Keep going.”

Emily immediately left Vincent’s embrace. She stared at the people in front of her with caution. She still felt a little dizzy. She looked at the people in front of her and felt her senses blunt. She was even not sure if she had seen them before.

Vincent pulled her aside and covered her eyes with his big palm. He turned around and glanced indifferently at those bystanders. Under his gaze, everyone immediately escaped inside in silence.

There was a sudden clamor outside the door, men’s and women’s. Someone shouted at the top of his voice. Then came the sound of footsteps from all sides, and a cacophony of human voices filled the entire corridor.

Vincent withdrew his hand and saw Emily’s calm eyes. She had an upturned nose on her face. Her pink lips were tightly pursed. She looked up at Vincent and said softly, “I did that.”

Vincent stretched out his hand and touched her forehead. The heat had dissipated quite a bit. He turned around and handed her a glass of wine from the table. “Can you drink?”

Emily took it to prove that she could. She raised her head and drank it all.

The cool wine instantly calmed her down. Only now did she feel much better. She wanted to have another glass.

Vincent reached out his thumb to wipe off the wine on her lips and said in a low voice, “Aren’t you afraid of me?”

Emily smiled, her watery eyes shining with starry light. “You’re a good guy, just like my brother.”

Emily wanted to get another glass of wine. But Vincent pulled her into his strong arms. She raised her head and saw Vincent’s deep eyes.

Vincent raised her chin and took a gentle bite of her lips. His voice was deep, “Will your brother do this to you?”

Emily looked at him blankly. Then she covered her mouth and shook her head.

Emily’s body started to burn again. She touched her hot face and felt her heart beat violently. That smell still got her?

She bit her lips in annoyance, then turned around to pour another glass of wine and drank it up.

She had been here for too long. Eliot must be worried about her. She put down the glass and walked to the door. Before opening the door, she turned around and said to Vincent, “Thank you for the wine.”

Vincent stood there with his body tilted sideways. He gave Emily no response. His shirt buttoned high, making him look dignified and cold. His eyebrows were sharp. Looking into his eyes, Emily didn’t know what he was thinking about.

Emily didn’t understand him while she also knew that he was not joking. But she had other things to deal with now.

Emily shut the door.

The guards in the shadows were just about to comfort Vincent who had been rejected once more. But then they saw Vincent reach out his thumb to wipe his lips and say in a faint voice, “It’s sweet.”