Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 281
He was fluent in Italian. Unlike Vincent, Ethenughed all day long. He was used to smiling to others.
Anyone who saw him would feel morefortable. Moreover, he was so good with words that every
Italian who met him liked him.
However, although this young man had the right to speak, he didn’t have the right to decide.
As for Vincent, when he took over the business, he was still a teenager, but at that time, no one could
see through him. He had a cold face, and his emotions were indistinguishable. He was clearly a child,
but he dared to contend against adults. Hepeted for his shares, and easily controlled the adults.
He earned more profits for the Scavo family than in the past years.
After all, it was in Caspar’s own territory. He didn’t want to be bullied by a child, but he couldn’t cut off
the partnership with the Scavo family. He could only endure this for more than ten years.
Right now, although Ethen’s abilities weren’t outstanding, he was easy to handle. As long as Vincent
died, the master of the Scavo family would naturally be Ethen. At that time, Ethen would have to agree
to their casino n even if he didn’t want to. After all, no one would hate money.
Caspar had a good n in his heart. He smiled at Ethen and said, “Rx here. We are partners. It’s
good that you treat me as a friend.”
Ethen blinked at him, “That’s for sure. By the way, has my phone been repaired?”
A few days ago, his phone identally fell onto the ground and was broken. Caspar helped him repair
it. During this period, Caspar let him rx and have fun here. In the blink of an eye, several days had
passed.
Caspar patted his head and said, “It was fixed long ago. I forgot to send it to you. I’ll have someone
send it to youter.”
Ethen’s heart skipped a beat, but he still smiled, “Alright.”
When they walked towards the room, Ethen was already prepared for the worst. Caspar would not kill
him. Keeping him here was to lure his cousin out, but from his words just now…
His cousin was already here.
Was Caspar nning to attack his cousin?
Ethen walked around the room. The phone on the table was out. He was a little anxious, but he
suddenly calmed down. With Vincent’s intelligence, he wouldn’t fall into the trap of Caspar.
…
At the same time, in an Italian hotel.
Vincent’s room door was knocked on, and a waiter outside shouted, “Room service!”
The moment the door was opened, the people outside fired a shot at the people inside.
The silenced gun did not make any sound, but there was no one inside the door. The people outside
looked strangely at the back of the door. He was hit on the face by Rex’s elbow. Then Rex smashed
the gun hilt directly on the back of the man’s neck. The man was immediately unconscious.
The other man pointed his gun at Rex, and a dart hit the man’s wrist. He just turned around, and his
neck was hit by another dart.
Two men quickly hid in the bathroom and shot towards outside. Rex hid behind the corpse. A few
minutester, there was no sound in the bathroom.
At the same time, three men in ck came in through the window. They lowered their heads and
respectfully said, “Mr. Vincent, the four people outside are down!”
Vincent threw thest dart into the red heart on the wall, then stopped and turned to look at Rex who
came out of the bathroom, “Let’s go.”
“Yes!”
The four of them moved all the corpses in the room to a truck. Then, Rex drove out a Bentley. Vincent
lowered his head and sat in the car. The two cars drove in the dark, one in front of the other.
Not long after, they encountered a red light. When they stopped and waited, a car came from the side.
Then there was a sound of knocking on the rear window.
Rex’s expression changed. Before he could react, the sound of explosion came from the rear window.
Countless bullets shot in, each with deafening explosion.
Rex’s entire face twisted and let out a heart-wrenching roar, “Mr. Vincent.”
…
Emily was suddenly woken up from her sleep. She was sweating and panting. Then, she took out her
phone and looked at the time. It was past five o’clock in the morning.
There were no missed calls and no unread messages in her phone. She edited a message to Vincent.
“I just had a nightmare.”
There was no reply.
She sent another message,
“I dreamt that something had happened to you, and you lost a lot of blood.”
Half an hourter, no one replied. An hourter, still no one replied.
Emily simply stood up and sat down on the table to start drawing. Her heart was not calm, and the
things she drew were also messy. Warm colors and cold colors alternated, and the finished painting
was not good either. She threw the drawing paper into the trash can andid a new piece of white
paper.
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She sat down and painted quietly and patiently. It was Vincent in the painting. The color was cold ck.
He was in a ck shirt and a ck suit. Even his eyes and eyebrows were ck.
The only things red in the painting were the lips of the man.
She finally calmed down.
Her phone suddenly vibrated. She hurriedly picked it up, but it was not from Vincent. It was Harold.
“Miss Emily, are you alright?” Harold asked, “The lights in your room were on since five o’clock.”
“Yes, I’m fine. I just had a dream.” Emily exined indifferently.
After hanging up the phone, Emily looked at the calendar, took a pen and highlighted the date of 18th.
Tomorrow was the annual meeting.
That day finally came.
Elsie went out with Beverly after breakfast. She said that she was going shopping to buy a dress for the
annual meeting tomorrow.
Emily looked at Beverly carefully at the dining table. Beverly also wore makeup, fine powder covering
the crow’s feet. She also put on the popr lipstick. She looked young in a white down jacket and even
had her hair permed.
“Mom, your hair style is very pretty. I also want it.” Elsie was good at pleasing people, and Emily had
got used to it.
“You look good just the way you are.” Beverly patted Elsie’s head andforted her. Then Beverly
looked at Emily, who was eating quietly, and thought that Emily was as pretty as her mother.
Otherwise, how could she be a mistress?