Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Satisfied

The moment Emily saw the octopus, her expression changed. Through the clear water, she could see that there was no bait on the hook.

What was wrong? Emily thought to herself.

When Rolando heard the movement behind him, he turned around and saw a few people kicking the sofa chair beside him. “Kid, your friends are here, and they even brought a girlfriend.”

Ferne hurriedly explained, raising his hand, “I am married.”

Randy covered half of his face with a fan and said, “I’m completely besotted with Vincent.”

At the age of 70, Rolando was old but vigorous, and energetic as ever. When he heard this, he immediately waved to Emily and smiled kindly, “Gal, come over and be my granddaughter-in-law.”

Emily smiled sweetly, “Alright.”

Rolando’s face was full of wrinkles as he smiled. “Kid, I’ve got a wife for you. Come over, let’s see if you’re satisfied or not.”

At this time, Vincent finally tilted his head and looked over. He collapsed on the sofa, dressed in ink outfit. He looked dark all over, but his eyes were especially bright.

With a faint smile, he said in a low, mellow voice, “Well, she’s not bad.”

Rolando couldn’t help but sit up. He turned around to look at Ferne and Randy, and then he took a look at Emily. With his expressions changed, he couldn’t help but kick Vincent’s sofa chair. “What happened to you, brat? Are you possessed?”

He went on a blind date last month, only to find that no one was to his liking among so many women he had seen. Not only that, rumor had it that he was a gay. He couldn’t believe that he was happy with the girl who he randomly pointed to him.

He must be possessed.

Restless, Rolando stood up to his feet, feeling that the kid was scheming something. Every time this brat spoke properly, nothing good would happen.

Without replying, Vincent waved at Emily, “Come here.”

It was not until Emily approached him that she realized that the light was reflected from the pool instead of from his eyes.

As she had just walked to Rolando’s side, he suddenly stood up, slipped and fell straight into the pool. Ferne and Randy, however, stood motionless like scarecrows. Vincent, who also sat on the sofa leisurely, didn’t change his expression at all. He was dressed in ink and his outfit was merged with the black leather sofa, making his face look even colder. He looked at Emily like that and then gave her a look.

Emily jumped down. The water in the pond was warm. When the octopus saw someone coming, it also rushed over and hung on her.

Emily drew Rolando up high. Ferne and Randy finally made a move by bringing a towel over to wrap Rolando, instead of doing nothing.

Vincent, however, took a towel and wrapped it around Emily, covering her in front of his chest. As he wiped her wet black hair, he picked up the octopus on her skirt and threw it into the bucket beside her.

Ferne applauded, “Congratulations, Vincent! You won!”

Randy said, raising his eyebrows at him, “Well, congratulations.”

Rolando blushed and angrily changed the topic, “Who just stabbed me?”

Vincent looked over and said in a low voice, “Old man, she saved you.”

At this point, Rolando said to Emily with great confidence, “Little girl, if it weren’t for you, I would have swum back two laps by now,” he sneezed as he spoke. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Emily was lost for words.

Rolando was a little embarrassed that he lost face in front of a few juniors, but he had no choice but to keep his promise. “Hey, wait a moment. Since you’ve picked up the fish, I can promise you one thing. I’ll meet you as long as I can do it.”

Although he admitted defeat, he was unwilling to lose face in front of his grandson, so he was saying that to Emily.

Emily asked seriously, “Grandfather, can I live here?”

“…”

Rolando was stunned for a moment and asked, “Who are you going to stay with?”

Vincent picked up a strand of wet hair on Emily’s cheek and looked at Rolando. He said, “With me.” His voice was calm but loud.

“…”

In a daze, Rolando looked at Ferne and then he took another look at Randy. Then, he carefully sized up Emily and shifted his gaze to Vincent. He asked with astonishment, “Hey, is this girl an adult?”

Emily obediently replied, “Yes.”

Rolando was so shocked that he stuttered, “Have you tidied up the room?”

“Stay in my room.” After Vincent finished speaking, he held Emily in his arms and walked to the second floor through the straight passage beside the pool.

“…”

Rolando took a deep breath and reached out his hands. “Ferne, give me a hand,” he said.

Ferne and Lao Qi hurriedly held him up, and the old man trembled as he said, “Why did he, he suddenly realize that? Am I about to die?”

“…”

Jaquan and Arabella, who were standing at the door saw the scene. Arabella suddenly smiled and said, “Did you see that? I can’t believe he let Mr. Rolando fall into the pool for that retard…”

She could not continue finishing her words with tears in her eyes.

Holding her in his arm, Jaquan said, “Arabella, forget about that.”

“What?” Arabella pushed him away and complained, tears falling down her face, “Why did he do that? This isn’t Vincent I’ve known…”

Jaquan coldly stated, “This is Vincent.”

“No, you’re lying! It’s not him!” Arabella beat his chest and said, “Vincent does everything openly!”

Jaquan suddenly grabbed her hand. “Is there a difference? Mr. Rolando knows that. Everyone knows that except you! Vincent likes her, so he is willing to do anything for her!”

Hearing his words, Arabella slapped him, “Stop!”

She ran out crying.

Jaquan rubbed his face and looked in the direction where she had left. The tip of his tongue felt his cheek and he said, “You should hit me harder so that I don’t have feelings for you.”

He came out and saw Armando standing at the corner of the third floor, scratching his head awkwardly. “I didn’t see anything. I didn’t see anything,” he explained.

Jaquan patted his shoulder and said to himself before he left, “Randy is right. I’m just an idiot.”

Armando couldn’t help but nod his head, and then suddenly shook his head as if he woke with a start. He was trying to comfort him, but he ended up saying, “Do you want to buy a painting?”

Jaquan turned around and asked, “Painting?”

Armando turned on his phone. The pictures in the private room of Ferne’s Hotel were showed on his phone. The last page was a note about the card number.