Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

“Noah, don’t come back tonight. I’m going to stay somewhere else tonight.” Christy called Noah.

Noah seemed to have just noticed the location she had sent. He soon figured what was going on, so he didn’t ask any further and just said, “Send me the location when you’re there.”

“Okay.”

Hanging up, Christy asked, “Where do I live?”

Emily said, “The Scavo’s.”

Christy looked at the cold-faced man in the back seat through the rear-view mirror and asked, “Do I have any other choice?”

Emily asked, “Where do you want to live?”

“His place.” Christy pointed at the robot in her palm.

“…”

Emily refused, “No.”

“Alright then.” Christy sat in her seat, her eyes gently closed after she looked out the window at the pitch-black streets illuminated by the lights.

The little robot sat obediently in her palm, tilting its head as if it was looking at her sleeping face.

On the other side.

Noah hung up the phone. He was half lying on the ground, his back against the wall. He kicked the person beside him and asked, “Did you call the police?”

Ferne, who was half lying on the side, blew on his skin and bloody joints and replied exhaustively, “Yes.”

More than twenty people were lying in front of them. They didn’t die but all fainted. Some of them woke up because of the pain. Unfortunately, they couldn’t walk. They could only drag their broken legs and crawl forward.

An hour ago.

Noah spent the entire afternoon in front of the computer. He kept the remittance bill, from Elsie to a company. It was a fake company and he used his own card. Afterwards, the money was transferred to Emily. He also kept the second remittance bill. He erased the transaction record on the computer and sent a message to that person.

“It’s done.”

Previously, he and Christy had fabricated a financial company, an online transaction, and a complete set of online product introductions using a computer to earn some money. Christy was responsible for contacting all male clients and Noah captured the hearts of all female clients. If the product lost money, no client would be unhappy if they made a phone call.

40,000 to 50,000. Few would invest

received a phone

payment. There will be another five million after this

in a luxury villa. The wardrobe was filled with high-end clothes, followed

knew how many years he would

call the police, they would be able

the thing was done, he had to take precautions in advance. He planned to take the money invested by Elsie for himself, but he didn’t expect

cooperate with the Scavos than contend against

this was trying to destroy the Britts. He didn’t care about the five million. After all, that person paid a commission of ten million, and as a mercenary, whether he could survive and get that

were both safe. If that person found out that the card in the company account was empty and the money had

speak. After all, there would be five million after the

then formatted the computer, pulled out the USB drive, and walked out

hide the USB

as soon as he finished hiding the USB drive

held a cigarette in his mouth and watched quietly as a group of

Don’t bully women. All of you have mothers, right?” As soon as Ferne

what he was talking about. He could only show the knife in his hand and shout to him,

should behave.” Ferne slowly

his head and asked. His brother heroically repeated,

angrily slapped his brother

It’s him. He

up blankly, “What? What did I

Noah said, “…”

with his brothers and snorted coldly, “You like this girl, right? Do you want to

handsome face that looked like

out his wallet. Before the punk-look man took his wallet, Ferne changed his

not!” The punk-look man reached out impatiently to snatch his

pocket. He carefully took off his ring and said to them, “Take off

punk-look man

well as

pocket. Then, he pushed the little

frightened or not, but when she

across the street for a while. “What are you looking at? Why don’t you

Noah said, “…”