Billionaire's Reborn Baby

"What's going on?" Ian asked with an unhappy expression, "Where's that bastard?"

Most of the guests were here. It was supposed to be a grand birthday banquet. But now it became the laughingstock of the entire City Y. Even Ian's hand holding the crutch trembled. He wished he could catch the people inside and kill them.

The butler whispered, "He is inside."

"Get him out!" Ian knocked on the ground with his crutch. The sound trembled everyone's heart.

Marquise's mother, Yolanda whispered, "Dad, people are watching. Leave some dignity to Marquise. He's still young..."

"Dignity? Doesn't he know this is my birthday party?" Ian was so angry that his chest was heaving. He smashed the door with his crutch, "What a bastard!"

"Calm down!" The Buckleys beside him tried to calm him down, "Anger is bad for your health!"

Ian shouted, "Hurry up and get him out of the lounge!"

The butler hesitantly looked at Marquise's parents, "This..."

"Hurry up!" Marquise's father Jacob could do nothing. He had no choice but to ask the butler with a gloomy face, "Do what he said!"

"Yes!"

A few bodyguards went in and not long after, they dragged Marquise out. Marquise only wore trousers. The door of the lounge was wide open, and Beverly was comforting Elsie, who couldn't stop crying.

Ian slapped Marquise. "Bastard! Look at what you've done! Can't you wait until you get married? You brought shame to the whole family!"

"Grandpa, I don't know it is her." Marquise covered his face. Although he lowered his head and behaved that he knew his mistakes, his eyes were filled with indignation and resentment.

Ian wanted to slam him again, "Bastard!"

Yolanda stopped him, "We already had an engagement with the Britts. Young people can’t help themselves. We all know that. It’s not his fault...."

When he heard this, Ian was even angrier. Before he could say anything, he saw Marquise angrily point at Elise inside and said, "If I knew it was her, I wouldn't touch her! Why didn't you ask how did she get on my bed? She seduced me!"

Ian pointed at him, his entire body trembling with anger, "Lock this bastard up!"

Marquise wanted to say more, but Yolanda grabbed his arm and stopped him.

"Don't give him anything to eat!" Ian said fiercely. His anger hadn't dissipated yet.

"Yes! Mr. Ian, calm down! Take care of yourself."

The butler supported him and said, "Mr. Jacob will take care of the following matters. Let's go back to the hall."

Only then did Ian walk away.

Jacob stood at the door and said embarrassedly to Beverly, "Well, let me close the door first. Shall we talk later?"

Elsie was screaming like mad.

Eliot immediately closed the door. But people still could vaguely hear Elsie shouting Emily's name in a hoarse voice, as well as that "I'm going to kill you."

Emily looked up at Eliot blankly and asked, "Eliot, is Elsie inside? Why is she coming out?"

Only then did the guests figured out what happened.

"The one inside is Miss Elsie?"

"My god! Beverly is indeed just Emily's stepmother. She spread rumors without knowing who was inside."

"Maybe she was behind all this..."

"That's right. It's highly possible. Do you remember what that retard said in the Scavo's last time?"

"Right! They are too vicious. How could they do such mean things to a retard?"

Eliot brought Emily out of the Buckley's and got in the car. Then he asked Emily, "Where have you been?"

Beverly had asked her this question before. Eliot must have heard that. But now he asked her again.

It showed that he was suspecting her.

Emily suddenly felt a little sad. If Eliot discovered the truth...

She didn't dare to imagine the consequences.

She lowered her head and tried to make a confused expression. "Elsie sent me to a room. I was sleeping."

"Sleep?"

Emily touched her forehead and said, "After drinking the water, I feel so dizzy. I'm still a little dizzy now."

Eliot touched her forehead. It was indeed hot. He frowned and thought for a while, "You drank water? Did Elsie give it to you?"

"Yes, Elsie gave the water to me." Emily asked with an innocent expression, "Eliot, aren't we going to wait for Elsie to go home together?"

Eliot looked out of the window and said, "She is in a trap of her own devising. There's no need to wait. Let's go back."

"What trap?" Emily pretended she didn't understand.

Eliot patiently explained, "It means if you do something bad, you have to bear the consequences. Do you understand?"

"No."

"Then let me give you another example...."