Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 35


    Another assistant raised a drawing board in his hand and asked, “Mr. Kamron, do you think this looks


    like her?”


    “Her eyebrows are thinner, right here. Her eyes are watery. It is redder right here…” Kamron covered


    his head with his hand and instructed, “Her hair is very long, dark, and her face is a little smaller…”


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    The assistant couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Kamron, are you talking about a Barbie?”


    “Shut up! I’m talking about a real person. She looks exactly like this!”


    The assistant then kept his mouth shut tight.


    “Find her for me as soon as possible!” Kamron roared, his forehead hurt. He clutched his head tightly


    and lowered his voice, “Get lost and find her for me!”


    “Yes, sir.”


    When the assistant arrived at the door, he asked, “What should we do when we find her?”


    “I’d like to ask her…” Kamron picked up the mirror and looked in it. “How could she do something like


    this facing such a handsome man?”


    Words failed the assistant.


    At dusk, when the lights were on, the traffic at the entrance of the Buckley’s was endless. It was said


    that all the nobles in City Y had been invited to participate in Mr. Ian’s birthday banquet, which


    emphasized the importance of it.


    More than 20 bodyguards set up security passages at the entrance, checking the belongings of


    passers-by and the handbags of women.


    Eliot threw the car key to the servant at the door, then took Emily’s arm and led her into the front door.


    The assistant behind him took out the gift and then they registered.


    The butler at the door said to the headset, “Here came Mr. Eliot and Miss Emily of the Britta!” Then he


    politely invited them in.


    The Buckleys was a nouveau riche in the early years. No one knew exactly how they suddenly became


    rich. After all, it could be traced back to more than a hundred years ago. Therefore, they focused on the


    cultivation of self-restraint for the next generation. The Buckleys’ rules required that the next


    generation’s sessor must marry a wise and gentle wife.


    Of course, this person could be Elsie, who was pretending to be iparably virtuous. This could also


    exin why a family like the Buckley family was willing to personally apologize for such a small matter


    and shoulder this unnecessary responsibility.


    Emily stepped onto thest stair and finally entered the hall. Everywhere you looked, there were bright


    young people Girls wore all kinds of sexy dresses, revealing rounded shoulders and beautiful backs.


    They had long silk-like hair hanging down, and their entire bodies emitted a rich scent of perfume.


    “Eliot! I’m surprised to see you here!” Someone greeted Eliot from afar.


    Eliot tilted his head and said to Emily, “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.” Then he walked over with a smile


    and shook hands with the person who had just called him, “Long time no see!”


    Emily stood alone for a while and heard theughter of a group of people not far away.


    “Isn’t that the little retard from the Britts? Why is she here?”


    “How could I know? Why don’t you ask her?”


    “I won’t. What if I get infected and be a retard myself?”


    “You are so mean!”


    “I heard that she has never been to school. She’s such a drag to her family…”


    “Looks like she grew up quite well. Look at that face, it’s much prettier than a movie star…”


    “Really? You can take a woman of this type? Don’t you feel she is an eyesore?”


    “You are so sick!”


    The noisyughter in her ears became harsher. Emily tilted her head and looked in that direction. She


    was looking at the group of people who wereughing, “Hey, hey, that retard seems to be looking at


    us….”


    The group of people directly walked over. One of the men asked, “Let me ask you. How much is five


    plus seven?”


    Emily didn’t say anything. She just looked at each of their appearances, trying hard to remember their


    faces.


    “You can’t speak? Are you deaf?”


    “Oh, Elsie, your sister is mute now?”


    No wonder they looked familiar.


    They were Elsie’s ssmates. In her previous life, they had also mocked her at Elsie’s birthday party.


    At that time, Elsie was hiding in the dark, listening to their mockery with a smile, just as she was doing


    right now.