Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 370

Eliot always wore a white shirt and a pair of black trousers in college. He was as gentle as a slight zephyr. No one had seen him topless. Some students who had watched him play basketball said that Eliot had muscles and he was well-built. However, that was several years ago. Even though his figure did not change, they could not tell if Eliot still had muscles under his clothes.

Eliot held Sydnee in his arms. He had been holding her ever since they entered the room. At this moment, he lowered his head to get closer to Sydnee's face affectionately. He then smiled and said, "Yes, I do. But I can't show them to you."

What he did not say was that he would only show them to his girlfriend, Sydnee.

All the girls felt they were so in love.

But Sydnee froze.

Her body was stiffer than a rock.

"Good heavens. Isn't that a work by the painter whose work was auctioned at the Dalton Hotel for a few million?" Someone noticed the painting on the wall.

Several people immediately went over and said, "Yes! Look! There is a small letter 'E' there. This is really a work by that painter!"

"Janet, you're so awesome. This painter's work can cost five or even six million. How can you afford to buy it?"

Janet was also a little surprised. She looked at her boyfriend.

Everyone immediately understood what she meant.

"Oh, this is a gift from your boyfriend? Oh my God, Janet, you're so lucky! Really!"

"Yes, yes, I heard that it's impossible to get a work by that painter even if you had money now. I wonder who exactly the painter is. He's really good!"

"Yes, many people said that they can't find out who he is. He just appeared out of the blue. And ... Oh, right, he painted a portrait for Mr. Vincent. And Mr. Vincent bought it himself. After that, everyone wants his paintings."

"Yes, you're right. I also heard that story. Not only was Mr. Vincent not angry, he even bought the painting himself. This is quite very suspicious. That's why many people think that the painter might be Mr. Vincent's friend."

"Many people guess that the painter is Mr. Trevor."

"I guess it's him too. He's a genius. He can even make robots. I heard that his IQ is 195."

All of them were expressing their opinions and speculations.

Sydnee really didn't want to tell them that this painting was something Emily wasn't satisfied with and wanted to throw away. Sydnee took it, framed it, and hung it here.

"Sydnee, what do you think?" Janet walked over and looked at Sydnee arrogantly and said complacently, "What do you think of the apartment?"

Sydnee nodded, "It's very good. The designer did a good job in decorating this place nicely."

A girl asked, "Janet, who is the designer of this place? Is it expensive to hire him? Can you introduce him to us?"

The other people immediately responded, "Yeah, and which decoration company did you go to? This apartment is really great. Can you introduce them to us and ask them to give us a discount?"

"Of course!" Janet smiled happily.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a suit rushed in. He was sweating profusely. He did not do anything when he saw Janet and the others. But when he saw Sydnee behind the crowd, he immediately slapped his thigh.

"Miss Sydnee!" He shouted, "You have time to come here today? I didn't believe it when Jack told me downstairs that you're here. What's the matter? Is the tenant not satisfied with the apartment? Why didn't you come to me directly? You're so busy. We shouldn't let you worry about this yourself."

Everyone was speechless.

The students were all lost for words as they heard the surprising words.

Miss Sydnee?

Let you worry about this yourself?

Who was this fat guy? Did he just say something about a tenant?

Janet's boyfriend's expression suddenly changed. He took a step forward to pull at the fat guy's arm. He wanted to tell the fat guy something.

But the fat guy caught Janet's boyfriend's arm first and said, "Oh, right, I haven't even properly introduced her to you. This is your landlady and the owner of this apartment, Miss Sydnee Dickerson."

"Miss Sydnee, they are your tenants, Mr. Brandon Lovett and Miss Janet Dancey."

In the next few seconds, everyone in the room fell quiet.

All the girls covered their mouths in surprise.

Eliot also looked at Sydnee in surprise.

However, Sydnee looked calmly at Janet whose face was pale and her boyfriend whose face clouded over, and then she said, "That's not necessary. They are my classmates in college."

The fat manager clapped his hands and said, "Oh, what a coincidence! I should have told you their names, if I knew that they are your classmates earlier."

"That's fine." Sydnee thought for a moment and added, "They are just my classmates."

The fat manager understood what she meant and nodded, "So you came to see if your classmates have settled down here today?"

"Yes. You don't need to tend to me. You could get on with your work. I'm just here to take a look."

"Okay, I see. Just give me a call if you want to find me. I'm on call 24 hours a day for you."

"Great."

The other people in the room still did not come to their senses even after the fat manager had left.

The girls were stunned as they recalled what Sydnee had just said.

"It's very good. The designer did a good job in decorating this place nicely."