Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 592

Emily was awake.

She just had a nightmare that the house was full of wolves. They were eating Donna’s body with their heads down. There was blood everywhere. She then cried till she fainted. After waking up, there were still tears on her face.

She sat up. Under the moonlight that slanted through the window, she saw Donna lying next to her with a head full of gray hairs. Donna was not old, but she seemed to be aged overnight. Now, she had only one wish that was to see her daughter, Emily, recover.

Emily rubbed her temples. Every time she “woke up”, she had an unbearable headache. After resting for a long time, she got off the bed and found that Donna was still sleeping soundly. Probably because Donna was worried about her daughter the whole night, she was extremely tired and fell asleep. She even snored a little.

Emily finally realized that something was wrong. She didn’t understand why she was here. She also didn’t understand why she would see Donna every time she woke up. The second time she saw Kamron, and the last time she saw Mr. Vincent.

Was it a dream?

No, it was not.

Mr. Vincent was alive.

There were too many questions in her mind, but she did not want to dwell on them for the time being. She just wanted to take a look and make sure that what she saw last time when she “woke up” was not a dream.

She found her shoes, put them on, and gingerly walked out of the room. Then she noticed the pink bunny pajamas on her body. After thinking about it, she did not choose to change them, for fear of being late.

She felt like she was crouching in a bottle and slept for a long time, so when she woke up, her limbs were a little stiff. She took a while to stretch her arms and leg. Then she gently opened the door of the courtyard and ran into the moonlight.

She remembered that after she was taken out of the dungeon, she passed a long corridor and turned left into a courtyard.

It was almost there.

“Who is it?” A voice came from the distance, followed by heavy footsteps. Approximately over ten people were approaching.

Emily bit her lips and looked at the courtyard in front of her. She really wanted to rush over regardless of any lurking dangers, but the amplifying footsteps changed her mind. She clenched her fists and hurriedly turned around.

All the doors looked the same, but she recalled the special plants at the door when she came out previously.

However, before she reached the door, she saw a figure squatting behind a tree. Emily stared in that direction with vigilance. Then, she realized that she was unarmed. She tilted her head and glanced at the ground. Other than the white stones, there was nothing else that she could use as a weapon.

That person was sizing up Emily as well. When the red lantern shone on Emily’s innocent face, the person hiding behind the tree jumped out and stared at her, “Are you the Goddess?”

Just as she finished asking, she shook her head again and shifted her gaze at Emily’s hair. “You are not the Goddess. Why is your hair black? Are you a servant here?”

“What?” Emily frowned and did not understand the questions.

Emily also did not expect that the person who was hiding behind the tree was a woman. Her long black hair was tied behind her head, and on her neck, there was a pendant that looked like a tooth. A few black shirts were tied on her body to cover her flesh but they still managed to reveal her muscular arms and calves.

They both seemed to come here from different places. As their eyes were sliding on each other’s bodies, they simultaneously wended their way to the red lantern.

“What are you wearing?” The woman asked. Her eyes were big and bright, and her skin was a little dark. “The servants here don’t wear this kind of clothes. Who are you?”

Emily thought this woman looked like Lynn, but she was more assertive. She was also bolder and more aggressive than Janessa, more stylish than Arabella, and the opposite of the reserved Emma. Every trait indicated that she was not an ordinary person.

Emily sized her up carefully. She did not speak because the woman looked like a savage. If she asked the question, she might get beaten. Moreover, she didn’t stand a chance to win because clearly, this woman worked out a lot.

Emily did not speak, nor did the other woman. They were just quietly scrutinizing each other … then Emily saw the little bunny nightgown on her body.

“A nightgown.” Emily finally spoke.

The woman nodded, then asked her, “Where is the Goddess?”

“I’m sorry,” Emily shook her head and said, “I just arrived here. I don’t understand your question.”

When she finished speaking, footsteps came from behind. Only then did she remember that a group of people was approaching. She immediately ran over, opened the door, and entered. Just as she was about to close the door, that woman squeezed herself in.

Emily immediately realized that the people outside were chasing this woman.

“Who are you?” Emily asked cautiously.

The woman leaned against the door and quietly listened. Then she looked up and said to her, “If you help me find the Goddess, I’ll tell you.”

“Why are you looking for the Goddess?” Emily felt that the woman was not a threat and let her guard down, but she still clenched her fists in case something went south.

The patrol team roamed over. When they found no one, they decided to split up to search. Noah was awakened by the commotion. He opened the door and immediately saw Emily and a “savage”.

“I look for her because…”

As soon as the “savage” started to talk, she was interrupted by someone else’s talking in the courtyard. She then reached out to grab Emily. However, Emily was prepared. She tilted her head and dodged the hand. Then, she used the move that Mr. Vincent had taught her, stuck out her leg, and tripped over the woman who tried to catch her.

She also remembered Mr. Vincent’s words. “You are short but you are agile. Don’t fight your enemy face to face. Fight them with your brain.”

The “savage” was very flexible, and she even rolled on the ground to keep the balance. But before she could get up, she was controlled by Noah who rushed over.

“Don’t hurt her,” Emily said as she walked, “Let’s get some information out of her mouth first. She seems to be looking for the Goddess.”

Noah looked at her in surprise. “Are you feeling better?”

Emily knew what he meant. She pursed her lips and said, “I don’t know. I might doze off again in a while.”

Noah was at a loss for words. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

The “savage” struggled to break free and groaned, “Let me go!”

Emily felt a pain in her temples. She covered her head, grabbed Noah’s arm, and hastily asked, “Mr. Vincent is alive, right?”

“Yes..” Noah nodded.