Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 387

Emily and Vincent met an acquaintance in the restaurant.

Irene just returned home and had many social gatherings during the New Year. She was upset for a while since she was refused by Vincent in Italy. After shopping with friends, she finally refreshed herself. This time, she went to a nearby restaurant after shopping with her friends, but she didn't expect to meet Vincent and Emily.

Vincent was too outstanding. He sat next to the window and the sunlight was shining on him. Even if she could only see his back view, she could feel he was still cold and noble.

"That man looks familiar. Is he Mr. Vincent? Why is he here?" A friend asked, "This restaurant has nothing special. It can't be him, right?"

"It's him." Irene wanted to leave. She was once enthusiastic, but before she could get her loved one, there was a middle-aged crisis in her family. Her parents wanted to divorce at such an age. They negotiated in secret so she knew nothing about it. Then her mother suddenly made trouble for her father. Now her family was in a mess, and she didn't go home for several days.

So even if she saw Vincent, she was tired of being jealous.

However, when her friend heard that it was Vincent, she immediately pulled Irene towards the table.

"What are you doing?"

Her friend said with a smile, "Why are you nervous? Just say hello. Doesn't your family have an operation with him? I guess the girl at the opposite must be his cousin. Anyway, she can't be his girlfriend."

Irene didn't say anything.

Just as she was about to retort, she was dragged to him.

"Mr. Vincent, what a coincidence." Irene's friend greeted, "I didn't expect to meet you here. Irene was shy to say hello. She's in a bad mood these days even after shopping. But she is all better when saw you just now."

Vincent had no expression.

Emily suddenly laughed as she was eating at the opposite.

Irene's friend didn't know who she was, but she felt her familiar, so she asked, "Why do you laugh?"

Emily blinked and asked with a funny face, "Mr. Vincent can treat illness?"

"..."

Irene's friend was surprised for a moment. "No, I mean..."

Irene pulled her out and said, "Forget it. Let's go to another restaurant."

Her friend asked in confusion, "We didn't offend her, right? Why is she so mean?" She suddenly remembered something and patted her head. "Holy shit! She's the retard from the Britt family! No wonder I felt her familiar just now ... If so, I can forgive her since she's stupid."

Irene wanted to say that Emily wasn't stupid at all, but it seemed that she would improve Emily's image, so she didn't say anything.

When they walked to the door, her friend suddenly turned around and stared at the people sitting next to the window. She asked in shock, "Why is Mr. Vincent with the retard?"

"Because the retard you're talking about is Mr. Vincent's girlfriend." Irene finally told her the truth.

"..."

Emily asked Harold to investigate how Vincent was injured abroad, but in the end, he didn't find any clue about his injuries. He only found that Irene had been to Vincent's ward.

Vincent originally hid the news, so Emily was not supposed to know anything. But she saw not only the photos of Irene going to the hospital, but also those of her waiting outside the operating room by herself.

Apart from Irene, Emily could not think of anyone who would do so. The Scavo family was dominant in City Y, so no one dared to make trouble for Vincent.

Irene was probably tired, so she wanted to force Vincent. But she didn't expect that when the photos were made public, Emily bought them at a high price and threw them into a shredder.

It seemed that her encounter with Vincent in Italy was completely shattered like a dream.

Emily still admired Irene for being straightforward. She liked Irene's character, and they could be friends. But Vincent was hers. She knew what to do.

Especially as Vincent hid his injuries, how could she reveal that to others?

"Director Vincent, I want the shrimp in your plate," Emily said.

Vincent raised his eyebrows. "Director Vincent?"

"They've come to you for treatment. Aren't you a doctor? As you are handsome, you must be a director, right? Director Vincent," Emily said naturally.

"..."

"Are you jealous just to make up for ignoring me these days?" He picked up the shrimp in the plate and gave it to her.

Emily took a bite and said vaguely, "You find it out?"

Vincent was speechless.

He took back the shrimp and ate it.

"..."

"Director Vincent?" She called to please him. Then she reached out to touch his hand. "Vince?"

"Uncle Vincent?"

His face darkened.

"Have you finished?" Vincent put down his cutlery and said, "Let's go."