Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 125
Rndo was waiting for Emily at the door. When he saw she was back, he immediately turned around
and walked towards the hall, “I’ll go check if lunch is ready.”
Emily didn’t know how to react.
The butler whispered, “Mr. Rndo has been waiting for you at the door since the moment you left.
He’s worried that you won’te back after getting out.”
In Emily’s memory, Matthew never waited for her toe home, nor did he try to make herugh when
he saw her.
He only talked to her on New Year’s Day like doing his job, “Here’s your lucky money.”
She learned everything about emotions from her mother and Eliot, as well as her father, and even
Sydnee and Kamron that she knewter. But then Kamron tricked her, and Sydnee passed away. Eliot
had to be hospitalized, and her father also died.
All those things happened one after another.
In the end, her feelings werepletely taken away when Elsie stabbed a knife into her chest.
“He has lost both his son and daughter.” The butler sighed, “He has almost lost Mr. Vincent, too. It took
Mr. Rndo half of his life to get Mr. Vincent back.”
This was the first time Emily had heard of Vincent’s childhood. However, the butler realized that he had
said too much. He patted his lips and said, “I also heard about it from others. The previous butler died
when I came here. I heard that he had worked for Mr. Rndo for half his life.”
Emily did not say anything. She nodded and walked into the hall.
Rndo waved to her, “Come here, Emily. We’ll have crabs for lunch today.”
“That’s great.” Emily smiled at him at a distance.
Rndo was Vincent’sst family, so he was also her family.
**
In the President’s Office of the Scavo Corp.
Rex came in and asked, “Mr. Vincent, should I order food from that hotel like usual?”
Vincent, who was sitting in front of theputer, replied without raising his head, “No.”
“Then what do you want to eat today?” Rex took out a tablet, “There are only five hotels in City Y which
you have given five stars. You have ordered food from four of them in the past few days, so there is
only one left today.”
After typing on theputer, Vincent tilted his head and asked, “Can you find meals that are fifteen
each?”
Rex was confused.
He suspected that he had got it wrong. He even picked his ears.
Vincent was reluctant to take out the one-hundred banknote from his chest, “Give me one of those.”
Rex was even more confused.
Mr. Vincent! Was that really necessary?
“My wallet.” Vincent held out his hand and Rex quickly handed over the wallet to him. And then he
watched as Vincent took out a one-hundred banknote and handed it over to him, “I’ll lend you a
hundred.”
Rex was confused again.
“I have to save up.” Vincent rubbed the bridge of his nose, smiling with his eyes narrowed, “After all, I
will have to rely on her to support us in the future.”
Rex thought he was going to die as he heard that.
So Rex, the special assistant to the president of the Scavo Corp went downstairs with the one-hundred
banknote in his hand. On the way down, he met a lot of employees of thepany. All of them greeted
him and asked, “Rex, are you going for lunch now? Where are you going?”
Rex smiled and asked, “Could you please tell me where I can get a meal that only costs fifteen?”
All the employees were shocked.
They all wondered whether theirpany was going to go bankrupt, since Rex could only afford to eat
a meal for fifteen now!
An employee showed him the way and told him, “There is a small food stall there. They probably offer
inexpensive meals, but takeout costs extra money. A box costs two.”
Rex frowned, “Two for a box. That’s over budget.” Because Vincent’s budget was fifteen.
The employee was speechless with surprise.
Rex couldn’t even afford a meal that only costs fifteen! The employee thought it was going to be the
end of the world and that she was going to be jobless soon.
Hoping to aplish the mission, Rex ran to the food stall with a sad face. The decoration of the food
stall was no match for other restaurants at all. Rex hesitated for a long time before getting closer.
Thedy owner was a perceptive woman. When she saw that the white-cor man was wearing a nice
suit, a tie, and a pair of leather shoes, she knew he was definitely an elite in the CBD. And judging from
his appearance, he must be a member of a middle or upper management team. The way he nced
through the menu also showed that he was rich.
Thedy owner hurriedly came up to Rex and said, “Young man, what can I get you? We have all sorts
of food here, but it’s cheaper than outside. Their food is more expensive, but their food is not better
than ours. So, what would you like to have?”
Rex pointed at the menu, “Stir-fried noodles.” He whispered, “Can you make it cheaper without
shredded meat?”
Thedy owner went nk.
She thought the young man must have just been fired.
“Can I just pay one for the box?” Rex asked, trying not to blush.
Thedy owner was dumbfounded.
She thought the young man’spany must have gone bankrupt!
When Rex went back with the box of stir-fried noodles without shredded meat, he felt he didn’t have the
courage to face the other employees there. He went to the entrance of the building.
A group of employees were sticking their noses on the ss wall, “Hey, what’s this on the wall? Why
can’t I wipe the stain away?”
They were peeking at the meal box in Rex’s hand while pretending they were cleaning the wall. They
were convinced that Rex had gone to the small food stall!
A receptionist had just returned from lunch when she saw Rex, so she asked casually, “Rex, where did
you buy this meal box? Quite expensive, isn’t it?”
Good Heavens! She was so good at ttering Rex. She asked that question without even looking at the
meal box.
Rex adjusted his cor, trying to make himself look like an elite, “It costs fifteen.”
The receptionist was stunned.
So did all the employees who had been peeking.
They wondered whether thepany was going to reduce the staff.
Rex carried the meal box to the President’s Office, put the box and the change on the desk, “Eighty-five
left.”
As he turned around, he saw a few hairy crabs and a food box on the tea table.
A guard was taking out the dishes in the food box one by one, “Miss Emily said she will be responsible
for Mr. Vincent’s three meals in the future because he doesn’t have a lot of living expenses. She also
said that you can only eat half of a crab. She had got the meat out and put it in a bowl. The other crabs
are for your assistant, Rex.”
Rex was overjoyed, but then he saw Vincent point at the stir-fried noodles that he had bought and
heard him say, “Don’t waste the food. You can have my noodles.”
“What about those crabs for me …” Rex wanted to tell Vincent that he should let him eat the crabs first,
since Emily said those were only for him.
“Oh,” Vincent said, “you can have them after you finish eating the noodles.”
Rex didn’t know how to react.
A heated discussion was going on in the internal WeChat group of the Scavo Corp’s.
“Big news! Poor Rex is hiding in the tea room eating 15-buck stir-fried noodles alone with a said face!”
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In the photo, Rex was sitting in the tea room, eating stir-fried noodles in despair. He looked
asionally back in the direction of the office. As he thought about the crabs, he couldn’t help but
slobber. But when he looked at the stir-fried noodles, he regretted not asking the owner of the food stall
to add some eggs for extra money. The fried noodles didn’t even have shredded meat in it…
“Sobbing. Is Rex going to be sacked?”
“Our president is really too ruthless! I’m crying.”
“It’s so difficult to be in the president’spany. Sigh. I felt sorry for Rex!”
When Rex returned to his seat with a face full of despair after eating the stir-fried noodles, he
discovered that there was a lot of food on his desk, including bread, nuts, other snacks, and even a cup
of coffee. And there were a few sticky notes on hisputer.
“Rex! It’ll be okay!”
“A red heart for you! Rex! Eat well!”
“Hang in there! We will always back you!”
Rex felt confused once again.