Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 839

They were wearing hats and masks and kept a low profile. Guards were following them in the dark. Vincent was staying in the Dalton Hotel.

Ferne thought about the name of the private rooms for a long time. He found eleven words in the dictionary, but Noah rejected ten of them. And the only one left was to protect Ferne’s enthusiasm.

Ferne was so angry that he asked Vincent to come over and issue a name.

The eleven private rooms were decorated with luxury. The walls were still empty because the reserved paintings had not arrived yet. The wallpaper was covered with a layer of gold and small flowers inside. When the private room door was opened, there was a golden light shining everywhere.

“Why don’t you put gold on the entire wall? The private room can be called the Luxury Mansion.” Vincent said as he frowned.

“Vincent, I don’t have enough money. Otherwise, I will set it up.” Ferne said.

Vincent was speechless.

They strolled to another private room. This private room was a business style with a grey-black design. The walls, tables, and chairs, including the teacups and teapot, were all black, simple, and elegant.

“Noah decorated these rooms.” Ferne shrugged his shoulders, “Although it’s not as good as the one I designed, it’s not bad.”

“It’s much better than your room.” Vincent retorted mercilessly.

“Really?” Ferne asked in disbelief. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Vincent walked in. “If I were a guest, I would choose this room.”

Ferne was hit.

At night, Noah asked Noah, “Am I bad? I drove a hotel for so long, but I have bad taste.”

“Not bad.” It was snowing again at night. Noah looked up at the sky and turned back to hold the umbrella.

There was no underground garage here, and cars were stuffed into the alley.

Ferne stopped there gloomily. Noah walked a few steps with the umbrella and looked back, “You don’t leave?”

“Give me a few words of praise. Please.” Ferne said with a sullen face.

Under the street lamp, Ferne was covered in black feathers. His handsome face was now a little cute because he was dejected. Moreover, he was slimming down. He seemed to have changed from the little fatty Noah had met for the first time.

“You’ve lost weight.” Noah frowned for a long time before saying. He paused for a moment, then said, “You look more handsome than before.”

“Really?” Ferne touched his face and laughed, “I have been a beauty!”

Noah was lost for his words.

Emily bought a lot of black feathers with cute smiles on their shoulders for Rex and the guards.

When Vincent returned with Rex, the four guards in the living room had changed into feathers and posed to take photos.

Vincent and Rex were speechless.

Emily took a few pictures with her phone and waved at Vincent. “Vincent, I bought you a gift.”

“What did you buy?” Vincent took off his coat.

Emily picked up a paper bag from the sofa and took out a pair of gloves.

The gloves were black with two black rabbit ears close to the wrist.

Vincent lost his words.

“Are they cute?” Emily said as she handed it over, “I picked them for you.”

Vincent said, “Yes…”

The next day, he wore the gloves in class.

When the students below saw the gloves, they laughed out loud.

“No way, rabbit ears?”

“I didn’t expect Mr. Vincent to be so innocent!”

“Even when a man is middle-aged, he is still naive!”

“Girls like rabbits. Do men like them?”

“Mr. Vincent, you are not a pervert, right?”

Tatiana poked Emily’s shoulder and whispered, “Did you see that? Why is he wearing such silly rabbit gloves? He used to be quite cold in my mind.”

Emily turned her head and her eyes swept across the back row. A few boys were still laughing.

When Jenny saw Emily turn around, she could not help but pat the table, “What are you laughing for? Didn’t you hear the bell ring?”

The boys snorted coldly and lowered their heads to play.

“What’s wrong? What are you looking at?” Tatiana poked Emily.

Emily looked back, “Nothing.” After a pause, she leaned back on the table and asked, “Don’t you think they’re cute?”

“What?” Tatiana did not react.

Emily looked at Vincent on the platform. Her gaze swept across his tall and straight nose and his dark eyes. She said, “The gloves.”

Tatiana replied, “Are they cute?”

Violet whispered, “They’re quite cute. They should have been bought by Mr. Vincent’s girlfriend.”

Emily glanced at her. The corners of Emily’s lips were slightly raised under the mask, “Yes.”

Violet didn’t say anything.

The comic book in Violet’s hand was torn into two pieces with a tearing sound.

Not only did Vincent and Emily know each other, but they were a couple?

After class, Vincent went back to his office with the gloves. On the way, someone greeted him and said, “Mr. Vincent, the gloves are so cute. Were they given by your girlfriend?”

“They were from my wife,” Vincent nodded slightly.

The teachers in the office did not know him, and few of them could talk to him. They could not help but be shocked for a moment, and then muttered, “Are you married?”

Vincent was far away.

Soon, everyone in the office knew that Mr. Vinecnt was married and treasured the pair of gloves that his wife had gifted him. He had to wear them whenever he came to substitute classes and even during meetings.

“I heard that the gloves were from Mr. Vincent’s wife, not his girlfriend!” Tatiana told Emily.

Emily had yet to react when Violet spat out all the water she had just drunk.

Wife?