Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 381

"Did you find out? Did this girl call the police?"

Inside a quadrangle in City Q, Deon stared at a photo in one hand and held a cigar in the other. He raised his thick eyebrows and turned to look at the person behind him.

When the branch was evacuated, one master was still willing to follow Deon. Then he managed the house, responsible for the safety of the family. Afterwards, he became Deon's personal attendant and gathered information.

At around forty years old, this attendant had a scarred face, a token of getting through battles. In the past, anyone who saw him would give a murmur of admiration. Now, apart from some harsh remarks, he heard nothing delightful from others. The women living in the inner courtyard would scream when they saw him at night, so he rarely showed up in the building at late hours.

However, now the scar-faced man was already in here. The only reason one could think of was that he had something urgent to report. He said to Deon, "Yes!"

"What about the three of them? Did you find anything?" Deon asked.

"They are unregistered. I didn't find anything useful. They have some connections with the GY Temple."

"Dig it out."

"Yes."

The scar-faced man hesitated for a moment, as if something was on the tip of his tongue. Deon glared at him and said impatiently, "If you have something to tell me, just say it! You act like a girl!"

"Besides this, I have learnt some inside information," he said, looking down.

"Just say it! Do you have to wait for me to ask?" Deon was so furious that he wanted to throw the cigar in his hand at the scar-faced man's face. Deon turned around, saw his face and gave up.

"Miss Emma was captured by the three people because she wanted to save this girl." As if this alone wasn't enough to annoy Deon, he added slowly, "The girl in the photo left Miss Emma and ran away when Miss Emma was captured."

"Find someone to kill the girl." Deon crushed the cigar with his fingers.

The scar-faced man said, "She is the future successor of the Pecks in City Y".

"It doesn't matter." Deon felt so sorry, frowning and waving his hand. "Go. Leave no trace."

"Yes!"

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a person standing there, wearing a white cape and a thick white scarf around the neck. She had a calm and plain face, but with a pair of black and bright eyes, as if she could see people through.

"Miss Emma." He bowed and nodded, then lowered his head to hide his face from her.

However, she didn't show the slightest sign of disgust. She only glanced and nodded slightly at him before entering the room. She said coolly to Deon, "Dad."

Just as he was about to leave, he heard her say, "Wait a moment."

"How do you feel? Why are you here at this late hour?" Deon stood up and walked over to ask, "Can't you sleep? Or are you hungry? Tell me what you want to eat. I will have the servants cook it and send it to your room..."

"Dad." Emma interrupted him. "Don't do those things." "Don't do anything I don't like, okay?" she said in a soft but determined voice.

"Don't you hate her for treating you like that?" Deon asked angrily, "I hate heartless people the most in my life!"

Emma remembered that Arabella had said that.

She shook her head and said, "I don't hate her. Not at all."

Simmering with anger, Deon scratched the sparse hair on his head. "Forget it! Let her go! Get out!"