Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 453
Harold took a painting with him said that Noah asked her to redraw the portrait of the suspect. The
suspect was a middle-aged woman. She looked kind. But she always frowned, which was unpleasant
and gloomy to look at.
Instead of starting to draw, Emily put it aside. When she was back to her office after the meeting, she
asked Harold to bring the portrait over. After thinking for a while, she began to draw devotedly.
Emily didn’t have much time. Every few minutes she had calls to take. It was either from the marketing
department or the advertising department to report things to her. The finance department and the
purchasing department called for detailed expenditure and ie reports. Though Harold helped
Emily to answer the phone, Emily also listened attentively. All the money here was hers. The
advertising department was set up with her money. The sry of all the employees was her
responsibility.
The Britt Group had been broken for a long time. On the first day Emily worked here, she told Harold to
transfer one million dors in as the expenses of the entirepany, such as the fuel and travel
expenses of the marketing department.
Emily then set up the advertising department. What was more, she added more than 20 positions and
bought relevant supporting equipment for art designers, sales, administration and logistics, advertising,
copywriting, nning, vision, interactive design, and so on.
Of course, Emily would not check ounts. She just wanted to know a general picture of the financial
situation of thepany.
Harold had stayed in thepany with Emily for nearly two weeks. He was used to the silent working
mode. When he looked up, it was almost noon. He remembered that he hadn’t ordered a lunch.
He looked towards Emily who was still drawing. Harold did not disturb her. He stood up and walked out.
The assistant at the door saw him and handed him a lunch box.
This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.
Harold knew who sent it. So he took it with a nod at the assistant and walked back.
The assistant was high on gossip. She opened the group chat and typed.
“Why did the Scavos prepare food for Miss Emily?”
“Furthermore, her assistant was calm with this. Is he used to it?”
“I bet that Miss Emily and Mr. Vincent are in a … rtionship.”
“May I ask what … means?”
“Me too!”
“Me too!”
“I think they are quite matched.”
“I remember you said that Miss Emily was a pitiful foolst month.”
The person couldn’t retort back.
“I did. But at that time I didn’t know that Miss Emily was not only smart but also beautiful. Not to
mention that she is much younger than me! She is a powerful woman during the meeting, which makes
me forget her age. I am afraid of her nce…”
“That rumor is right.”
“I agree.”
“What rumor?”
“Many big shots had been to Mr. Maury’s funeral. You can find it online. But no one took any photos,
they could not prove it. It was just a rumor at that time. But I believe it now.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Miss Emily and Mr. Vincent are likely to be a couple!”
“OMG”
“I’m dead meat. I had secretly said bad things about her before.”
“You are not alone.”
“I didn’t think much of her at first. But now I have egg on my face.”
Harold ced the lunch on the table and poured a ss of water. He walked to Emily’s desk and
knocked on the table.
Emily looked up at the time. It was past noon. She put down her pen and exercised her neck. Then she
stood up and took a sip of water. She caught a glimpse of the food box on the coffee table. She put
down the cup and asked, “When was it sent?”
“I’m not sure,” Harold answered.
Emily walked to the window and looked down. There was no car at the door. But a ck Bentley
parked at the door of the opposite building. A man was standing in front of the car. He was too far
away, so Emily couldn’t see him clearly.
Emily breathed upon the ss and drew a heart on it. Through the heart, she saw the man raised his
hand. It seemed that he grabbed something and pressed it against his heart.
Emily couldn’t help but reveal a smile. Harold wasplicated when he saw this. Only Mr. Vincent
could make Emily happy currently.
Emily turned around and sat down at the coffee table to have lunch. The usual coldness disappeared
from her eyes. And she smiled even when she was eating.
Stephanie heard that Emily had transformed into the advertising industry. She found some investors to
cooperate with Emily. She even reduced her advertising fee by two points for the cooperation with the
Britt Group. Therefore, orders had continuously increased in two weeks.
Emily was very busy. She had to find time to paint Merinda’s portrait. Noah described her in a general
and objective way. It was not easy for Emily to draw. Because it was the portrait of a suspect, she had
even surmised the suspect’s mental activities. Of course, a bad person would not show her evil on her
face. She painted Merinda as a kind woman with desire and greed in her eyes. And there wereugh
lines beside her mouth because Emily assumed that she would smile a lot habitually.
Before the painting waspleted, Emily received a message from Noah. The police had blocked the
passage of the news. Citizens of City Y did not know that Branden, chairman of Zayne Science and
Technology, had been arrested.
“A female corpse was found in Branden’s vi. Mr. Ferne was injured. Noah was in the hospital,” Harold
continued to report the new messages on the phone in a low voice, “Christy sent a message saying
that she woulde for the portrait when it ispleted.”
Emily came back to her senses from thest message, “Didn’t she get hurt? Can she heal so quickly?”
“She’s injured on her shoulder. She probably has not been recovered for the time being. It might be that
she wants to visit the injured Mr. Ferne.” Harold guessed.
Of course, he was wrong.
Branden was captured and the House of Hope was investigated. The GY Temple was involved. Even
the President of the City Hospital was brought to the police for the investigation because of his close
rtionship with Branden.
However, Merinda hadn’t been found. Emily went nowhere all afternoon. She just sat in her office and
drew the portrait. Harold helped with the trivialities of the Britt Group. She didn’t stop drawing until it
was time to get off work.
Lights shined in her office through the window. Emily turned her head and said unconsciously, “It’s
getting dark.” Saying this, she put down the pen in her hand.
“Send it to her.” Emilyy on the chair with exhaustion.
Harold nodded. He was worried about leaving Emily alone in the office.
“Miss Emily, I should send you home first.”
“No need. I haven’t finished my work. You go first. I’ll finish it after a rest.” Emily waved her hand.
Harold didn’t say anything more. He went downstairs to call the security guards up before leaving.
However, Harold saw a Bentley parked at the door. Its window was slightly open. He could vaguely see
that a man in the back seat.
“Mr. Vincent.” Harold walked to the car and said to the man in the back seat, “Miss Emily is up alone.”
After a pause, he added, “She hasn’t had dinner yet.”
Vincent turned to him with his brows slightly frowned. He understood why when he saw Harold holding
a painting. Then, he waved his hand at Harold and said, “You can go.”
The advertisement orders from Stephanie were not difficult since the requirements were not
demanding. The Marketing Department had taken three orders in a week. But the customers were so
picky that their new designer couldn’t bear them and resigned.
Simple requirements didn’t mean that you could goof around. Emily was looking at the final draft sent
by the designer. There was also a thick stack of books beside her, such as Introduction to Advertising
Design, Introduction to Visual Communication Design, Marketing, Graphic Language, Design
Arrangement, and so on.
The changes brought by the information age required her to learn fast to keep up with the times and
not to be left behind.
There was a knock on the door and the door was opened. Emily did not look up and said, “Did you buy
me something to eat?”
“Harold” didn’t reply.
Emily looked with the help of the light from theputer’s screen. She saw a man in a ck suit
standing at the door. The lights in the office were not on so his face was hidden in the dark.
“Why are you here?” Emily stood up with a faint smile on her face.