Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 829


    Singing the male part, Jaquan turned the microphone to Emma, asking if she wanted to sing.


    Emma hesitantly took the microphone.


    No one here had heard Emma sing, so they all looked up at her.


    Janessa was ready to cover her ears.


    Clearing her throat, Emma sang the female part into the microphone. Without any special techniques,


    she surprised all.


    Emma usually had a t voice, but when she sang, it changed into a high pitch, which sounded


    pleasant. She was singing in harmony with Jaquan, who was surprised at first and then stopped to sing


    again.


    When the song ended, the audience broke into rapturous apuse.


    Ferneuded, “Jaquan! Emma is amazing!”


    Randy pped his hands. “It is really awesome! I never expected that Emma is such a good singer!”


    Janessa looked at Emma and said, “You little liar! I remembered that you said you are not good at


    singing.”


    Emma didn’t know what to respond.


    Emily stood up and apuded, “Emma! It is gorgeous!”


    “Is it better than your ‘Two Orioles’?” Christyughed.


    Emily burst intoughter, “So you were all making fun of me. Wasn’t that song nice? Mr. Vincent said it


    was.”


    Vincent held her hand and said, “Every song that you sing is nice, really!”


    All of the others were just smiling.


    The conversation gave Christy goosebumps, so she ran to the karaoke bar to order “Two Orioles”. She


    said to Emily, “I’ve ordered it for you. Just sing it for us again!”


    Emily cleared her throat and answered, “Alright.”


    She took the microphone from Emma. Jaquan handed his directly to Vincent. Emily asked Vincent, “Mr.


    Vincent, are you going to sing with me?”


    “You don’t want me to sing with you?” Vincent gazed at her.


    “It’s okay.” “But I’m afraid you won’t sing as well as I do,” Emily said proudly, straightening herself.


    Vincent was speechless.


    Emily was right in fact. With the soft and cute voice, Emily was suitable for this nursery rhyme. Yet,


    Vincent’s voice was low and heavy. For the others, it sounded like they were singing different songs.


    However, when their voices ovepped together, it was remarkably harmonious. The group of people


    apuded again after the song. Ferne and Randy both advised Emily to learn more songs so that


    Vincent could sing more songs for them.


    It was the first time Stephanie heard them singing. She didn’t stop pping her hands until she took out


    her phone to record it. She wanted Harold to listen to it.


    After Emily and Vincent finished, no one sang for a while. Janessa sniggered and yed a military


    song for Armando.


    Everyone wasughing as they listened to Armando. They said it must be thest time they hear


    Armando singing.


    Janessaughed so much that she nearly cried. After singing, Armando took a piece of tissue to wipe


    her tears. “Stopughing, or I will kiss you.”


    He was worried that it would be not good for her to have such an emotional fluctuation in pregnancy.


    Janessa finally managed to hold back herughter.


    At the moment, Ferne and Randy decided on their songs. To have a fair contest, they asked Jaquan


    and Noah for the judgments. They gave a score for each song Ferne and Randy sang. The one who


    gained more scores won.


    Put their car keys on the tray, Ferne and Randy took the microphone to warm up.


    That’s right. It was just for a warm-up.


    After a few push-ups, Ferne jumped up and made a few punches, like he was going to fight on the


    boxing ring. Randy took the coin and flipped it between his fingers. Then he tossed the coin up and


    said to Ferne, “The front side is on me, and the back, on you.”


    The coin fell.


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    It was the front side.


    “You go first,” Ferne felt relieved.


    “If you are afraid of me, just give me your car key now.” Randy mocked him.


    “Shut up!” Ferne lifted his chin in contempt and put up his middle finger. It seemed that he was


    unusually confident. But after Randy went on stage to sing, he ran to Noah for help. “What should I do?


    Is there any skill that can make my score higher?”


    “Of course.” “Just find another person,” Noah said casually.


    Ferne was stunned.


    “If I turn to you for help, he will turn to Jaquan. I have never heard you sing before. What if you are not


    as good as Jaquan? I will lose!”


    “You can ask Jaquan for help.” Noah took a sip of the tea on the table, “I will help Randy.”


    “No way!” Ferne refused without a second thought.


    Noah didn’t answer.


    “If you help one of us, it must be me,” said Ferne, frowning.


    Noah still didn’t say anything.


    Christy almostughed her head off. She took out her phone and recorded it. She showed it to Trevor.


    But Trevor said, “Eleven is here. You don’t bother with that!”


    Christy looked around. As expected, Eleven was standing beside the coffee table. His gray gemstone


    eyes were staring at everyone present. He recorded everything that had happened.


    Randy started singing with the microphone. It was a song from a game, not bad. Turning up the


    apaniment to the maximum, he was singing full of enthusiasm. When the song ended, the score


    was 73 points.


    He felt that it was pretty good. He raised his chin at Ferne, full of arrogance.


    Ferne held the microphone and went up to the stage with jitters.


    He could sing a lot of songs, but it was hard to say which one was the best. The reason for this was


    that he only knew the refrains of the songs rather than the whole parts.


    Aware of his nervousness, Noah told him, “What about Two Tigers? Sing loud and urately. The


    score will be higher than his.”


    Ferne stared at him in disbelief. Then he rushed over and hugged him, “Noah! You really are


    something!”


    Janessa shouted over there, “What’s going on, guys?”


    Ferne rushed over to the stage and ordered Two Tigers for himself.