Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 791

Marisa chewed gum and asked casually, “Who sent you to school last time?”

“My husband,” Emily replied.

Marisa looked Emily up and down. “You look young. I didn’t expect you to be married.”

Emily asked, “What about you?”

“My sugar daddy.” Marisa walked to the gate and waved at a car. She said to Emily, “He’s here. I’ll go first.”

Emily waved to her. “Bye.”

Through the car window, Emily saw a man sitting in the back seat. He looked like he was in his thirties. He was not an old man, but he was older than Marisa.

Emily smiled at Vincent after reading an exam question. “Mr. Vincent, I find that the questions are so simple now. Have I become smarter?”

Vincent hugged Emily and kissed her on the cheek. “You have always been smart.”

“Really?” Emily rubbed her head against Vincent’s chest and continued to read the examination paper. She read for a while and suddenly remembered something. “Our school will hold a party on New Year’s Day.”

“Are you going to participate?” Vincent ran his fingers through Emily’s hair.

Emily pointed to her chin and questioned, “Do I have talent?”

Vincent laughed and replied, “Yes.”

“What talent do I have?” she asked blankly.

Vincent nibbled her ear. His low voice and his hot breath came into Emily’s ear. Emily covered her red ears and cried out, “Stop talking. I hate you…”

Her voice disappeared into Vincent’s passionate kiss.

It was getting colder in early December. Emily wore a down jacket outside her school uniform. She looked petite in the big down jacket. Her two slender and straight legs were wrapped in pencil pants. She was eye-catching from the back.

Many boys stared at her and whispered to each other about which class she was from. Their discussion went on and on.

“Don’t you know her? She is from Class F!”

“What? It is a pity. She looks pretty good from the back.”

“She looks good from the back, but not from the front. Don’t you see her wearing a mask?”

“Yes, I see. I heard she wore a mask because she was ugly.”

“How ugly is she?”

“Who knows? I guess she’s ugly enough to scare people to death.”

“She’s ugly and from Class F…”

Emily wore headphones and enjoyed listening to the English listening recorded by Vincent. She didn’t take off her headphones until she got to the classroom.

“I don’t know which lunatic said you were ugly and posted your photo on the bulletin board at the school gate.” Tatiana took the phone and showed it to Emily. In the photo, Emily’s mask was replaced with a freckled face with buckteeth, a crooked nose, and a crooked mouth.

Emily stared at the phone, then frowned at the date below the screen and asked, “Is it December 4th today?”

Tatiana didn’t understand. “Emily, are you focusing on the wrong point? You were photographed secretly, and you were retouched so ugly. Don’t you have anything to say?”

“It will be December 6th soon,” Emily said.

Tatiana didn’t know what to say.

She took back her phone, rolled her eyes, and asked Emily, “What festival is December 6th?”

It was Vincent’s birthday.

Emily looked at Tatiana and smiled. “A person’s birthday.”

“Are you going to buy a present?” Tatiana asked. Then she scratched her hair in dismay. “Are you in the mood to think about this? Don’t you care that the whole school is talking about how ugly you are?”

Emily opened her book. “Why do I care about this? I know I’m not ugly.”

Tatiana was speechless.

“And…” Emily leaned slightly against the back desk. Tatiana thought Emily was going to say something important. She immediately pricked up her ears and seriously waited. Emily continued, “I’m beautiful.”

Tatiana was silent for a moment.

Then she said anxiously, “You can take off the mask!”

“No, I won’t take it off.” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Although Vincent asked Emily not to take off the mask at the beginning, Emily enjoyed it and didn’t want to take it off after she was used to wearing the mask.

Tatiana was so angry. “What you say is nonsense!”

Emily leaned against the desk and added, “The photo is clear. It should be taken by someone in our class.”

Tatiana said nervously, “I told you someone was targeting you, but you didn’t believe me.”

“Well, I believe you now.” But Emily didn’t care. After all, this behavior was superficial and did not cause any substantial harm to her. She had seen similar news, and she could handle it at this level. At present, she didn’t feel like she was being bullied.

Tatiana analyzed, “It must be Marley! Last time you said in the washroom that she was ugly with makeup. She hated you, so she did this! She must have asked someone to take your photos for her. Because she can’t sit in the front row, she must have friends there!”

Tatiana thought her analysis made sense. She poked Emily and asked, “What do you think?”

Emily didn’t look back. “What?”

“Does what I just said make sense?” Tatiana looked forward and saw Emily doing exercises. As she asked, Emily even filled in an answer, and then replied, “Good.”

Tatiana couldn’t go on.

She felt that she was more worried than Emily.