Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 682


    Many women were shocked and screamed.


    “Wow, is this a celebrity?”


    “He is so handsome!”


    “He must be a star. But I have never seen him before!”


    “Wow, he is so handsome!”


    “He is so tall. He must be 1.9 meters, right?”


    “Oh my God, he is so handsome! I am in love with him!”


    When Emily was eating her ice cream, she was shocked to see so many people turn around and stare


    at them. Then she saw them staring at Vincent with shining eyes and murmured something. Emily


    lowered her head and hurriedly asked Vincent to go.


    “Hold on tight,” Vincent said.


    “Why?” Emily nervously grabbed his shoulder.


    Her ice cream was taken by Vincent to Rex. Then he turned around and strode out. After walking


    through the crowd, he walked faster as if he was running.


    Emily opened her hands and shouted happily against the wind, “Faster!”


    Rex and guards hurriedly followed behind, worrying that Vincent’s legs could not walk like that.


    Vincent stopped at the wayside after running for only a few minutes. While waiting for the red light, he


    nced at Emily and saw her look into the sunlight with narrowed eyes. Her long hair flew in the air


    with the wind. Her smile was simple and cute, and her eyes were shining like light.


    “Mr. Vincent, thank you. I’m so happy,” she said.


    She indeed looked so happy.


    She gently walked around the ants on the ground and said to Vincent, “Mr. Vincent, thank you.”


    Vincent didn’t say anything and just wanted to tell Donna about the matter.


    Rex came over from the garden and asked in a low voice, “Mr. Vincent, have you decided to take her to


    see him?”


    Vincent admitted that and said, “I had promised her. I can’t go back on my words.”


    “What if…” Rex hesitated, “What if she couldn’t ept it?”


    Donna also had the same worry when she heard that Vincent was going to take Emily to see Maury. So


    she also asked, “Yes. What if she couldn’t ept it?”


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    Vincent looked at Emily, who was weeding in the garden. He said with his deep but soft voice, “No


    matter what happens, I will stay with her.”


    Donna could not refuse when she heard this. So this schedule was decided.


    On August 2, it was Maury’s birthday. Emily sat in the back seat in a good mood, holding the grey suit


    that she had bought in cash. Donna didn’t look good today, and her eyes were a little red. She probably


    did not sleep wellst night, or maybe she could not sleep well when she thought about today. She


    looked pale and tired even though she had makeup.


    Emily wasining about how long her father had note to see her along the way. It had been


    three or four months. It had never been so long. Her father usually woulde to see her three or four


    times a month. It was the first time that she hadn’t seen her father for four months.


    It was far and she fell asleep after a while in the back seat. Vincent held her in his arms to make her


    morefortable. She was still holding the gift bag for Maury’s birthday. She also wrote a birthday card


    with three small characters on it. And she wrote “I love you” in the right corner.


    Donna cried in the room alone for a long time after seeing itst night.


    Emily did not know and she was immersed in the joy of meeting her father the next day and did not


    even notice any differences on the table during breakfast.


    Rex and the guards were ready to see the little Hulk. They disappeared after breakfast.


    The car arrived at the cemetery in the suburbs of City Y at noon. Emily was already awakened for a


    while. Looking at the scene outside, she asked curiously, “Where are we?”


    Donna looked out of the window without saying anything.


    The car finally stopped. Vincent got out of the car and then reached out his hand to her and said,


    “Come on, let’s get off the car.”


    Emily followed him nkly. All she saw were tombstones and white chrysanthemums. An old man was


    guarding the door. Rex had already handed him a box of cigarettes.


    The old man still remembered Emily and said to her, “There’s no need to register. You can go.”


    Emily did not understand. She just followed behind Vincent and walked in. All she could hear was the


    sound of footsteps, hitting her heart strongly.


    She didn’t dare to go in and hesitated. She looked up and saw Vincent’s back. He was not wearing a


    hat today. His white hair was very obvious and his ck suit was ironed. He walked forward without


    looking back. Emily felt that she had seen this scene before, but she could not remember where.


    During the time she was distracted, Vincent stopped. Rex handed over a bunch of white


    chrysanthemums. He put it down and then gently brushed away the fallen leaves in front of the


    tombstone.


    Following his movements, Emily finally looked at the tombstone he had stopped at.


    She couldn’t read many words and had just learned the names of her parents and Vincent. So when


    she saw the tombstone, she read out the three familiar words on it.


    “Maury Britt.”


    After finishing reading, she looked at Donna nkly and asked, “Mom, why is dad’s name here? Where


    is dad?”


    Donna said with her red eyes, “Your dad is right here.”


    “No, where is he?” Emily looked around.


    “Emily, listen to me,” Donna said with tears falling, “Your father … is already dead.”


    Emily asked innocently, “Is he dead?”


    She did not cry, as if she did not understand the meaning of death. “Is she dead like mosquitoes and


    flies and he can never move again? Dad is … dead like that?”


    “Yes, He won’t move and speak. He won’t … talk to you anymore.” Donna choked out.


    Emily stood there nkly. She looked at the photo on the tombstone. Her father was looking at her.


    She shouted softly, “Dad?”


    No one answered.


    “Dad?” she shouted again.


    A gust of wind blew by and she heard her mother’s crying.


    Emily looked around nkly and finally understood that this was the cemetery of the dead. The sound


    of the wind was like the harsh cry of someone.


    Who was the one crying?


    She covered her ears and squatted on the ground.


    She smelled a man’s cold breath. It was Vincent. When she opened her eyes to look at him, a scene


    suddenly jumped out of her mind – she shouted at the doctor crazily in the morgue and asked the


    doctor to check again the body covered with a white cloth. She saw Vincent standing there and holding


    her with his strong arm.


    He also whispered to her just like this moment, “I’m sorry….”