Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 597

When it was almost dawn, the crowd finally figured out the ins and outs of Timothy, expressing their admiration for her bravery in pursuing love. Janessa also planned to help Timothy chase love. In her words, chasing a man was as simple as poke a bubble.

Ferne directly walked into Noah's room and was shocked by the scene.

Emily lay on the bed and fell asleep. Noah was sitting on Ferne's bed, looking down at his phone.

Ferne looked at Noah suspiciously. Making sure that Emily was asleep, he asked in a low voice, "What happened? Why is she sleeping?"

Noah gestured for Ferne to walk outside. He said in a low voice, "She had a headache. She said to lie for a bit and then fell asleep."

"What did you talk about?" Ferne asked.

Janessa and the others heard their talk and stopped thinking about chatting with Emily.

Emma prepared to wash up and make breakfast. Jaquan followed her. Armando said that he would burn the fire later.

Janessa did not want to stay in the same room with Armando, but she had no other way. She was afraid that Armando would touch her body at night. Fortunately, nothing happened.

With Timothy, she can leave Armando alone. She said to Timothy, "I'll give you a beautiful dress."

Only Ferne and Noah were left at the door.

"I just asked something." Noah looked at the back of Timothy and frowned, "What are your plans?"

"Janessa planned to help her chase after Pablo. I wanted to ask Mrs. Scavo. She found the girl, but I'm afraid that Emily would forget when she woke up. I haven't had the time to talk to her," Ferne said, holding his chin.

Emily only woke up at noon. Donna didn't dare to come out until Emma asked everyone to have meals. Emily wasn't there. Donna thought that Emily might eat in the room.

They had fought a war more than ten years ago. Divine Immortal Island and Emerald Island had both suffered heavy losses. They had agreed to declare peaceful coexistence, lest that Paloma Island would take advantage.

It was just a literal peaceful coexistence.

Any intruder would be killed without mercy. There was no peace at all.

Timothy knew that her mission was to take down the head of the other party's chief on the battlefield. However, a young new face showed out during the sacrificial ceremony last year. He wore a black wig, with his hair roots being silvery-white. He spied her when she took out her saber. They looked at each other when the flames of the sacrifice rose, exploding the pitch-black night sky. Thousands of people prayed loudly.

The prayers were praying something about peace.

She still remembered that the young man looked up at the sky and said, "What's the use of praying? It's better to ask your lord. As long as he announces the truce, there will be no war."

In a daze, that man had disappeared.