Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 829

Singing the male part, Jaquan turned the microphone to Emma, asking if she wanted to sing.

Emma hesitantly took the microphone.

No one here had heard Emma sing, so they all looked up at her.

Janessa was ready to cover her ears.

Clearing her throat, Emma sang the female part into the microphone. Without any special techniques, she surprised all.

Emma usually had a flat voice, but when she sang, it changed into a high pitch, which sounded pleasant. She was singing in harmony with Jaquan, who was surprised at first and then stopped to sing again.

When the song ended, the audience broke into rapturous applause. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Ferne lauded, “Jaquan! Emma is amazing!”

Randy clapped his hands. “It is really awesome! I never expected that Emma is such a good singer!”

Janessa looked at Emma and said, “You little liar! I remembered that you said you are not good at singing.”

Emma didn’t know what to respond.

Emily stood up and applauded, “Emma! It is gorgeous!”

“Is it better than your ‘Two Orioles’?” Christy laughed.

Emily burst into laughter, “So you were all making fun of me. Wasn’t that song nice? Mr. Vincent said it was.”

Vincent held her hand and said, “Every song that you sing is nice, really!”

All of the others were just smiling.

The conversation gave Christy goosebumps, so she ran to the karaoke bar to order “Two Orioles”. She said to Emily, “I’ve ordered it for you. Just sing it for us again!”

Emily cleared her throat and answered, “Alright.”

She took the microphone from Emma. Jaquan handed his directly to Vincent. Emily asked Vincent, “Mr. Vincent, are you going to sing with me?”

“You don’t want me to sing with you?” Vincent gazed at her.

“It’s okay.” “But I’m afraid you won’t sing as well as I do,” Emily said proudly, straightening herself.

Vincent was speechless.

Emily was right in fact. With the soft and cute voice, Emily was suitable for this nursery rhyme. Yet, Vincent’s voice was low and heavy. For the others, it sounded like they were singing different songs. However, when their voices overlapped together, it was remarkably harmonious. The group of people applauded again after the song. Ferne and Randy both advised Emily to learn more songs so that Vincent could sing more songs for them.

It was the first time Stephanie heard them singing. She didn’t stop clapping her hands until she took out her phone to record it. She wanted Harold to listen to it.

After Emily and Vincent finished, no one sang for a while. Janessa sniggered and played a military song for Armando.

Everyone was laughing as they listened to Armando. They said it must be the last time they hear Armando singing.

Janessa laughed so much that she nearly cried. After singing, Armando took a piece of tissue to wipe her tears. “Stop laughing, or I will kiss you.”

He was worried that it would be not good for her to have such an emotional fluctuation in pregnancy.

Janessa finally managed to hold back her laughter.

At the moment, Ferne and Randy decided on their songs. To have a fair contest, they asked Jaquan and Noah for the judgments. They gave a score for each song Ferne and Randy sang. The one who gained more scores won.

Put their car keys on the tray, Ferne and Randy took the microphone to warm up.

That’s right. It was just for a warm-up.

After a few push-ups, Ferne jumped up and made a few punches, like he was going to fight on the boxing ring. Randy took the coin and flipped it between his fingers. Then he tossed the coin up and said to Ferne, “The front side is on me, and the back, on you.”

The coin fell.

It was the front side.

“You go first,” Ferne felt relieved.

“If you are afraid of me, just give me your car key now.” Randy mocked him.

“Shut up!” Ferne lifted his chin in contempt and put up his middle finger. It seemed that he was unusually confident. But after Randy went on stage to sing, he ran to Noah for help. “What should I do? Is there any skill that can make my score higher?”

“Of course.” “Just find another person,” Noah said casually.

Ferne was stunned.

“If I turn to you for help, he will turn to Jaquan. I have never heard you sing before. What if you are not as good as Jaquan? I will lose!”

“You can ask Jaquan for help.” Noah took a sip of the tea on the table, “I will help Randy.”

“No way!” Ferne refused without a second thought.

Noah didn’t answer.

“If you help one of us, it must be me,” said Ferne, frowning.

Noah still didn’t say anything.

Christy almost laughed her head off. She took out her phone and recorded it. She showed it to Trevor. But Trevor said, “Eleven is here. You don’t bother with that!”

Christy looked around. As expected, Eleven was standing beside the coffee table. His gray gemstone eyes were staring at everyone present. He recorded everything that had happened.

Randy started singing with the microphone. It was a song from a game, not bad. Turning up the accompaniment to the maximum, he was singing full of enthusiasm. When the song ended, the score was 73 points.

He felt that it was pretty good. He raised his chin at Ferne, full of arrogance.

Ferne held the microphone and went up to the stage with jitters.

He could sing a lot of songs, but it was hard to say which one was the best. The reason for this was that he only knew the refrains of the songs rather than the whole parts.

Aware of his nervousness, Noah told him, “What about Two Tigers? Sing loud and accurately. The score will be higher than his.”

Ferne stared at him in disbelief. Then he rushed over and hugged him, “Noah! You really are something!”

Janessa shouted over there, “What’s going on, guys?”

Ferne rushed over to the stage and ordered Two Tigers for himself.