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.

the customers only invested 40,000 to 50,000. Few would invest more than 100,000 or fewer than

received a phone

down payment. There will be another five million after

say anything but arranged for Christy and him to stay in a luxury villa. The wardrobe was

big deal. If they were caught, he knew how many years he would be sentenced for this crime. Therefore, the

if the Britts did not call the police, they would be able

Elsie for himself, but he didn’t expect that Emily would come out halfway. He underestimated the little

rather cooperate with the Scavos

the five million. After all, that person paid a commission of ten million,

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

asked, Noah had the right to speak. After all,

the computer, pulled

hide

he saw Ferne almost as soon as he finished hiding the USB drive and was about to go to the Dalton Hotel to “negotiate”

a bar street. He held a cigarette in his mouth and watched quietly as a group of hooligans forced a

have mothers, right?” As soon as Ferne opened his mouth, the group of hooligans stopped moving and

man didn’t understand what he was talking about. He could only show the knife in

That’s how you should behave.”

He tilted his head and

punk-look man angrily slapped his brother in the

It’s him. He said

“What? What did

Noah said, “…”

and snorted coldly, “You like this girl,

she saw Ferne’s handsome face that looked like a good

man took his wallet, Ferne

or not!” The punk-look man reached out impatiently

wallet back into his pocket. He carefully took off his ring and

punk-look man was

well as

it in his pocket. Then, he pushed the

know whether she was frightened or not, but when

Noah, who had been standing across the street for a while. “What are you looking at? Why don’t

Noah said, “…”