Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 725


    “I only have a daughter. She had to celebrate festivals with her husband’s family. It is so boring to


    celebrate the festivals alone, so I came here to make money,” the boss said, tearful. He then added,


    “Why did I say that to you? Are these onions all you need? Okay! Let me weigh them!”


    After leaving the greengrocer, Sydnee had mixed feelings. Eliot walked with a walking stick and carried


    the bag of vegetables with the other hand. Therefore, he couldn’t hold her hand. He just followed


    behind her and asked, “Are you thinking about what the boss said?”


    “Yes. I’m afraid that my parents would feel lonely during the festivals after we get married,” she


    answered. Those words reminded her of her parents from time to time. Although they were sometimes


    very stubborn, they loved her very much.


    “No! That will never happen!” Eliot said. He took a few steps forward and stood in front of her. “We can


    celebrate every festival in your parents’ home after we get married. After all, I nearly have no family


    member,” he said.


    Emily had gone to Happind after getting married. Therefore, Sydnee had few chances to meet Emily


    in the future. She knew she needed to wait for five years to meet Beverly again, but she didn’t know


    how long it would take to see Elsie again.


    Sydnee looked up at him, not knowing the best way to tell him that her parents still disapproved of their


    marriage. She could only nod and say, “Deal!”


    Their car was some distance away. On the way to the parking lot, they heard dogs’ barkings from afar,


    along with the cries of the traders. Sydnee looked around and saw a vague figure in the alley beside


    the vegetable market. She put the vegetables into the trunk and looked in that direction.


    “Get in!” Eliot said after opening the door for her. “I need to take a look,” he added.


    “Come on! Let’s go home! It is none of our business,” Sydnee said, holding his hand to stop him.


    Knowing that she was afraid that he would suffer a loss, Eliot nodded and said, “All right! Let’s go!”


    When they drove near, Eliot deliberately slowed down the car to see what happened in the alley. A dog


    was surrounded by a group of young people, who kept kicking and beating it. The walls got stained with


    its blood, and sticks were lying on the ground.


    Sydnee took out his phone and called 911. With an angry look, she said on the phone, “Hello! I saw


    many people killing a dog near the vegetable market.”


    Eliot chose a ce a little far away from the alley to park the car, which was good enough to hide them


    from those people and observe all the movements of those young people.


    Then he unbuckled his seatbelt.


    Sydnee immediately grabbed his arm and asked, “Where are you going?”


    “The dog will be beaten to death before the policee. I need to find a way to stabilize them first,” he


    said. He then patted her hand and added, “Don’t worry! I won’t have physical conflicts with them. Look!


    I even can’t walk without my walking stick.”


    “I’ll go with you,” Sydnee said. She was still worried about him.


    “Wait in the car! You will distract me if youe along,” Eliot ordered. Before getting out of the car, he


    leaned over and kissed her face. “I will be back soon, safe and sound. Don’t forget to lock the car after I


    get out!”


    After Eliot left, Sydnee locked the car. She held her phone and looked anxiously at Eliot. He walked into


    the alley with his walking stick at a low speed. From a distance, those people noticed him. Someone


    She wiped her tears unconsciously. Then she saw those young people in the alley were imitating Eliot


    as he limped towards them. Eliot stopped and talked with them. Sydnee could not hear what they were


    talking about since she was in the car. She only saw those young people asionally nce at the


    dog lying on the ground and point at Eliot withughs.


    It was impossible for her to hear the conversations, but Sydnee knew those words must be vicious as if


    she had heard them all.


    A young person seemed to have said, “What a coincidence! Both the dog and you areme! Why do


    you want this dog? Do you want thisme dog to be your wife?”


    Another person seemed to have added, “That’s funny! What a perfect match!”


    Another person seemed to have continued, “Come on! If you can walk without that stick, then we’ll give


    you the dog.”


    She watched Eliot throw his walking stick and walk with a marked limp.


    Sydnee covered her mouth with her hands, and her tears fell uncontrobly. She was trembling with


    anger, wishing she could rush there and smash the heads of those people with that stick.


    In her memory, Eliot often wore a white shirt and was sunny and handsome. Every time he looked up,


    he squinted in the sunlight with a gentle smile on his face.


    However, what Sydnee saw through the window was so different. He was standing in the dirty alley,


    mocked by a group of vicious young people.


    Sydnee wiped away her tears. She ignored his order and directly got out of the car. At that moment, the


    police came with sirens wailing from a distance. Hearing that, those young people in the alley


    immediately fled in fear.


    When Sydnee reached the alley, she saw Eliot squatting down and gently stroking the dog lying on the


    ground.


    Eliot gently grabbed one of the dog’s legs and said, “Is your leg broken?”


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    After noticing Eliot standing behind him, he turned around and said with a frown, “I told you to wait in


    the car. How could you…”


    Sydnee stepped forward, hugged him, and said, “I was afraid that something terrible might happen to


    you…”


    “Look! I’m fine,” Eliot said as he patted her lightly. But he felt something wrong with her, so he asked,


    “Are you crying?”


    “No, I’m not!” Sydnee answered in a muffled voice. It was clear that Sydnee was lying.


    Sydnee softened Eliot up, so he said in a soft voice, “Don’t worry! Now it’s over!”


    “Yeah! I know that, but I was worried,” Sydnee said in a soft tone.


    A few police officers came to Eliot and Sydnee. When they faced the couple, one of the police officers


    recognized Eliot and said, “Is that you, Eliot?”


    Then he strained his eyes when he saw Sydnee in Eliot’s arms. Surprised, he asked, “Sydnee?”


    “Are you Sydnee?” Sydnee looked at him in surprise.


    It had been a long time since Sydnee hadn’t seen the police officer who had helped them before. She


    almost forgot his name.


    “I was wondering why your voice on the phone sounded so familiar, so I came to take a look,” the


    police officer said. He looked at Eliot and then looked at Sydnee. “Do you two get together now?”


    Sydnee nodded and smiled at him.


    “I knew it! Eliot! You said she should find men better worthst time, didn’t you? You meant you were


    that man, right? Come on! How could you praise yourself so shamelessly?” The police officer said.


    Eliot was speechless.


    Though it was about half a year ago when they met with each otherst time, they talked about what


    happened back then as if it had just happened.


    “What is going on here?” the police officer asked, looking at the dog lying on the ground.