Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 660

"Hello..."

Emily carefully put her ear to the phone. It was a gift that she had received that day, a pink phone with a colored butterfly. It was very beautiful.

"How is your calligraphy?" Vincent said in a low and melodious voice. It was pleasant to hear.

Emily looked at the paper in front of her. There were two types of 'Vincent' on it, the striking one and the poor one. Three pieces of paper were all written with the name "Vincent Scavo".

She said proudly, "Mom said that it was written very well."

The man seemed to be laughing. "Really?" he said in a deep voice.

Emily touched her ears and looked at the phone curiously. Then, she held the phone to her ear. "Yes, I have already written it 176 times."

"No mistake?" Vincent smiled and said.

"No, I counted it three times." Emily unconsciously counted from 1 to 176 again in a soft voice. Vincent did not interrupt her. He was patient to accompany her.

"Look, 176." Emily said excitedly, "Am I right?"

"Yes, what gifts do you want?" Vincent asked.

"You've already given me a phone. I ... nothing else." Emily wanted a kite. Her mother was not healthy enough to play with her.

"If need anything, you can tell me next time," Vincent said.

"Alright," Emily nodded obediently.

"Did anyone come to play with you today?" Vincent asked.

"Yes." Emily held the phone and rushed to the coffee table. Looking at the various gift boxes on the coffee table, she smiled and said, "Sister Sydnee and Brother Eliot bought me a lot of gifts..."

"What's those?" Vincent asked.

"The drawing board, the album, and a lot of brushes, pigments, pencils, and crayons." Emily said excitedly, "How did they know that I like drawing?"

Vincent called her when he was free these days, almost an hour in the morning, two hours in the afternoon, and one and a half hours before going to bed.

Because Emily felt strange talking to Vincent, she hung up quickly several times. After a few days, she was used to talking to Vincent for his patience. She sometimes took the initiative to talk about a topic. It seemed that she regarded him as a good friend.

"What do you want to draw?" Vincent asked.

Emily looked out of the window, tilted her head, and said, "Blue sky, white clouds, the tree at the door, ants and the beehive."

"A beehive?"

"Yes, it is very big." Emily stood up and looked at the tree at the door through the window. "But I just found that it was destroyed by a man. All the bees went to sting him. I opened the door to let him in, but he did not come in."

Vincent replied, "I know." He knew that the man was one of the guards.

"Mom says he is your subordinate. Mr. Vincent, why is he here?" Emily asked.

"He protects you for me." "I won't ... let anything happen to you again," he said solemnly in a low voice.

Emily did not hear the last sentence.

"Protect me?" Emily did not understand., "Why?"

"You just know that you don't worry about any danger when you go out and you can do whatever you want," Vincent said softly.

Emily nodded obediently.