Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 216


    At the beginning of December, the weather became colder and colder.


    Jaquan stayed uptest night to read the customer’s information. When he woke up in the morning


    and went to the bathroom, he was a little confused. Hearing themotioning from inside, he


    habitually said, “You woke up quite early today.”


    Inside, his mother, Felice Campbell, opened the door and said, “What?”


    Jaquan then remembered that Emma had left. He immediately sobered up and scratched his hair.


    “Nothing.”


    After Jaquan washed up, Felice had served breakfast on the table. “Why did she leave without saying


    goodbye to me? I even hoped to see her this time. I bought her….” In mid-sentence, Felice was worried


    that her son would find her unpleasant and noisy, so she immediately shut her mouth. However,


    Jaquan did not impatiently scold her for being noisy. When she suddenly stopped, he even looked up


    and asked, “What did you buy?”


    “Fish.” Felice was stunned.


    Jaquan replied, “Well.” He then continued to eat.


    Felice felt strange. Just as she was about to ask, a doorbell came from the door. She went to open the


    door. As soon as the people entered, he frowned and asked, “Emily, my bone hurts. What’s wrong with


    it?”


    Seeing that it was Felice standing in front of him, the old man quickly grinned and greeted her. He then


    poked his head into the door and saw Jaquaning out. He asked, “Where is Emma?”


    Jaquan said expressionlessly, “She’s gone.”


    Ever since Emma left, people kept knocking on the door from morning till night. Jaquan had lived here


    for so many years, and this was the first time he felt his ce so lively. They gave food and toys to


    Jaquan. Once they cooked something delicious, they would share it with Jaquan and then asked,


    “When will Emmae back?”


    Damn it. How was he supposed to know whether she woulde back or not?


    They not only gave Jaquan food but also asked him for help when they had sore legs and waist. They


    were troublesome! Did they take this ce as a big pharmacy?


    Every time Jaquan drove past the gate of themunity after work, a middle-aged woman always


    asked, “Aren’t you going to buy pancakes today?”


    “No.” On the third night, Jaquan added, “I won’t buy it anymore.”


    The woman was stunned. She wanted to ask something else. Jaquan’s car had entered.


    Jaquan found those people quite annoyed in the past few days. Emma had left, but this group of


    people reminded him time and time again, as if Emma had never left.


    Jaquan rarely went out for a run on weekends, but he met the old man whom Emma helped deal with


    his dislocation. Out of courtesy, Jaquan greeted him, “Sir, are you taking a walk?”


    “Why isn’t Emma with you?” the man asked with a smile.


    Jaquan exined it every day, and he became immune to this question. He said with a gloomy face,


    “She went home.”


    The man thought Emma had returned to her parents’ home. So, he replied with a smile, “Well, the


    recipe she gave me was especially useful. My wife said that she would treat her to dinner at home.


    When shees back, bring her over. We will prepare a table of dishes to entertain you.”


    “…”


    “No need. She won’te back.” After Jaquan finished speaking, he ran out alone.


    The man muttered behind him, “Do they quarrel?”


    If Jaquan heard this, he would fly into a temper.


    He had almost been driven crazy by the group of people who asked him about Emma every day. As


    Arabe called him, he ran over without the slightest hesitation.


    Arabe was about to attend a banquet. She invited Vincent and said, “You muste. If you don’t


    come, I won’t go in.”


    She even beat Vincent to the punch and hung up, believing that Vincent would definitely make it.


    In the end, Vincent asked Rex to reply with a text message. “I won’t go.”


    Good-mannered as Arabe was, she didn’t reveal the slightest bit of dissatisfaction or anger. She


    picked up her phone and called Jaquan with ease. Sure enough, she just said that he should dress in a


    formal manner and he came over. He didn’t even know what she wanted him to do.


    Arabe felt that it was extremely boring. Although it was good that Jaquan behaved like this, she did


    not like it.


    In less than half an hour, Jaquan drove to the Peck’s and called Arabe. She asked him to wait for a


    while, so Jaquan went to the garret to see Trevor.


    Jaquan didn’t forget to take a box of choctes with him. This was the only thing Trevor liked.


    The garret was brightly lit. As the cold wind blew, the three carp windsocks on it flew in the wind.


    Jaquan watched from below and prayed silently. After he finished, he walked up the stairs.


    When the servants saw him, they all greeted him, “Do you want some tea?”


    Jaquan waved his hand and said, “I’ll leave after taking a look at him. Don’t bother with me. Take a


    rest.”


    These servants guarded downstairs of the garret all the time, in case Trevor would have an ident.


    After all, he was dumb. Even if he encountered danger, he could not make a sound.


    Jaquan knocked on the door and said, “Trevor, I’ming in.”


    He took off his shoes and came in. Then he put the chocte on the carpet. The little robot got off the


    bed and walked up to him. “Jaquan,” Eleven said in a teenage voice.


    Jaquan smiled and looked at the bed that was wholly concealed. “You said that you gave Eleven to the


    Eleven day to Christy. Why did hee back?”


    Eleven had not spoken for a long time.


    Eleven returned five days ago. When Christy said those words, Trevor loaned a program. Almost as


    Christy walked out of the hotel, Eleven quietly flew out of her bag and returned to the garret.


    Jaquan flicked a nce. “What’s wrong?”


    The bed moved, and Eleven said again, “Jaquan, are you here for Arabe?”


    Jaquan nodded. Realizing that Trevor couldn’t see him like this, he said, “Well, she asked me to attend


    an activity with her.”


    Eleven picked up a rose reinforced by a ss bottle and handed it to him.


    Jaquan took it and smiled bitterly. “She doesn’t like me, so it’s useless to send flowers.”


    Eleven blinked his gray but clear eyes and returned in a youthful voice, “Send it to someone who likes


    you.”


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    When Jaquan came out, he held a ss bottle with roses in his hand. As soon as he arrived


    downstairs, he met Arabe. In a mink coat and a purple evening gown, she appeared noble and


    elegant. Seeing hime down from the garret with the flowers in his arms, she smiled and thought


    that the flowers were for her. She then said somewhat disdainfully, “Forget it. I can’t even take along


    my bag in these clothes.”


    Jaquan understood what she implied and somehow felt a little angry. He walked out with the flowers


    and said, “They are not for you.”


    “How is that possible? Who else can you give them to other than me?” Arabe was shocked and didn’t


    believe it.


    Jaquan put flowers in the locker of the car. When Arabe got in the car, he didn’t even have the


    intention to take the flowers out. Arabe nced at him for a few times and felt that he had changed.


    In the past, no matter when she called him out, he was always happy.. He had never had such a


    worried expression before.