Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 665


    Vincent suddenly recalled the scene when Randy shouted, “Don’t call me Rand! If anyone calls me


    Rand, I will beat him up.”


    Emily quickly shook her head and veto it, “No. ‘Rand’ is toomon. You should have a name that


    sounds powerful, like ‘Vincent’.”


    Vincent felt embarrassed.


    Guard D was amused but didn’t dare tough.


    Guard A thought, ‘The little Hulk is too bold. Shepared Mr. Vincent’s name with a dog’s…’


    Guard B asked, “What would she name the dog? Vincent Junior?”


    Guard C replied, “I suspect that she will use Mr. Vincent’s name directly. There will be another Mr.


    Vincent.”


    Rex didn’t know how to respond.


    It was almost evening when it began to rain. The dark clouds quickly rushed over and stopped on the


    top of their heads. A few bean-sized raindrops fell first, followed by rolling thunder. Then, heavy rain


    poured down.


    The newly nted flowers in the garden were all covered with umbres. The garden was divided into


    several areas and every guard monitor one area. Rex checked on the tablet and made sure that there


    were no blind spots before he went to the living room.


    Donna and Emily were still having dinner in the living room. Vincent had entered his room half an hour


    ago. Emily thought that he woulde out to eat after a while. Unexpectedly, after a long time, he still


    hadn’te down. Emily asked Rex, “Vincent is not eating dinner?”


    “He has something to do now. He will eatter.”


    “OK.”


    Emily went to practice calligraphy after eating, but the thunder kept rolling. She was so scared of the


    huge sound that she threw herself into Donna’s arms, “Mom… I’m afraid…”


    “It’s alright. Mom is here.” Donna held her tighter.


    The little puppy in the paper box also whimpered. Emily quickly went over and gently touched it, “Are


    you also afraid of thunder? It’s alright. Don’t worry. I will protect you.”


    Donna sighed.


    She was even trembling, but she was still concerned about the dog.


    “Mom, is Vincent hiding because he is afraid of the thunder?” Emily held the dog in her arms and


    asked.


    Donna was surprised by the question and thenughed, “He is not afraid of thunder.”


    “Why?” Emily asked curiously.


    “Because … he is an adult. Adults are not afraid of thunder.”


    Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    “So, I won’t be afraid of it when I grow up. Right?” Just as Emily finished speaking, another thunder


    grumbled. She held the dog and pounced into Donna’s arms.


    Donna stroked her head, “Right. When you grow up, you won’t be afraid of thunder. When you grow up,


    you won’t be afraid of anything.”


    “But Mom, I am already an adult. Look.” Emily looked into the mirror in front of her. The person in her


    mother’s arms was not a little girl. And her face looked strange. Her hands and feet were several times


    bigger than that of her memory. Her body had grown up.


    For a moment, Donna almost believed that Emily had recovered. However, Emily would not call her


    “Mom” if she recovered.


    “To me, you are always a child. So, whenever you feel afraid, whether you are a grown-up or not, you


    can hide in my arms. I will protect you.” Donna hugged her. A tear fell from the corner of her eyes.


    Emily nodded, though she didn’t understand what she meant.


    Emily quietly went upstairs after Donna went to take a shower. When she passed by Vincent’s room,


    she could not help but knock on the door, “Vincent? Vincent?”


    No one answered.


    Emily did not dare to enter the room so she turned around to leave.


    Unexpectedly, she heard the door opening. Vincent leaned against the door frame, his face pale. He


    gave her a faint smile.


    Emily didn’t know what was going on in her heart at that moment. Tears suddenly surged out. She


    uncontrobly wiped her tears and asked in panic, “Vincent, what happened to you?”


    “Nothing. I’m fine.” Vincent did not help her wipe her tears. He just stood there and said, “I will see you


    tomorrow.”


    After saying that, he stepped back to close the door.


    “Vincent…” Emily pulled his sleeve.


    Vincent saw a lollipop in her hand.


    A simr scene in his memory popped up. She had handed him a lollipop with a face full of tears


    before.


    “Thank you.” He took the lollipop and closed the door. He leaned against the door, panting heavily. His


    forehead was already covered in sweat.


    “Mr. Vincent, let’s go to see Doctor Miracle. You didn’t have the final medicinal bathst time. But now


    you have the time to do it. We can start over and you will recover.”


    “He said I only have one chance.” Vincent said in a hoarse voice, “I have done all I could. The result


    depends on God’s Will.” He rubbed the lollipop in his hand and said softly, “I think I have been lucky


    this life.”


    “Mr. Vincent, Miss Emily will be fine. I hope you can be well too.” Rex, who was standing in the corner,


    was about to cry.


    “Don’t worry. I am alright for now.” Vincent walked to the bed and sat down. He gently tore open the


    package and put the strawberry-vored lollipop into his mouth.


    The sweet sugar eased the pain over his body. He gently closed his eyes as the cold sweat on his


    forehead slid down. There was a firece in the room. The only sound in the quiet night was the


    firewood cracking.