Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 744

Harold agreed. Then he washed his hands and came over to help carry the luggage. When he passed by Stephanie, he said to her, "Sorry."

Stephanie looked at him in surprise and then realized that he had seen the news. Probably that was the reason why he didn't let Mr. Rolando see the news.

"I can help you clarify it," Harold added.

"Are you sure?" Stephanie smiled and said casually, "How? People even can't recognize you with your face wrapped."

"When they see my appearance, they will believe you are not in love," Harold looked at her and said, "No one is willing to face it every day."

Stephanie's smile froze for a moment, then she patted him on his shoulder, "Are you questioning my grandfather's medical skills? Don't worry. He can cure you. Maybe you will be more handsome than before."

"Why weren't you angry after being misunderstood," Harold looked at her.

"Why should I?" Stephanie glanced at him, "You didn't mean to do that. It was all my fault. I was too careless to post that photo on Weibo. Moreover, it had nothing to do with you. Don't mind it too much."

"What are you talking about?" Spencer shouted, far away.

"Nothing," Stephanie answered, "He just knew that I was a star and was asking for my signature!"

"Impossible!" Spencer laughed.

Stephanie was stunned and turned to Spenser, "Why?"

Spencer paused for a moment and said, "He already knew who you were, but he didn't ask for your signature at that time. Of course, he will not do now."

"You're right," Stephanie pondered for a moment. Then she stared at Harold and asked, "It's strange. Other people will ask for my signature at the sight of me. Why didn't you do that? Don't you like me?"

Harold was lost for words.

"In the future, we will live under the same roof and can meet every day. Even if you don't like me now, you will like me in the future," Stephanie grabbed her puffy hair and raised her eyebrows, smiling, "I know I am a beauty. Every day I look in a mirror, I will be marvel at my beauty. It will be lucky for my future husband to marry me."

Harold did not say anything.

...

It was October 5th.

After Eliot went to the cake shop to get a cake, he drove to the rehab.

Today was Elsie's birthday.

Elsie looked much better than when she first arrived here. She remained silent and seldom spoke. She just stared in the same direction, looking pale and emotionless.

Putting the cake on the table, Eliot lit the candles and said to her, "Happy birthday!"

For no reason, however, Elsie suddenly got mad and threw the cake into the ground. Then she screamed out and shouted at Eliot. The staff there immediately came to stop her. A doctor gave her the sedative injection. And other people tied her into the bed with bandages to calm her down. Then Elsie was brought away by the staff.

Eliot sat there for a few moments, staring at the mess. Then he got up and left.

Only the butler and Susan were still living in the Britt's. When Eliot passed by on his car, he raised to see the balcony on the second floor. He remembered that Emily would wait for him on the balcony every day in the past. At this, his gaze turned soft. Gone were the sweet days. Eliot would still recall moments of happiness when they lived in the Britt's. He had loved it very much, and the little girl, Emily.

"Aren't you going to the company today?" Sydnee put the lunch on the table and prepared chopsticks for Eliot. She glanced at him and asked, "You seem to be unhappy."