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.

customers only invested 40,000 to 50,000. Few

he received a phone

down payment. There will be another five million after this

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

he knew how many years he would be sentenced for this crime. Therefore, the moment he

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

for himself,

would rather cooperate with the

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

person found out that the card in the company account was empty and the money had already been transferred… that man could only endure

speak. After all,

computer, pulled out the USB drive, and

had to hide the USB

hiding the USB drive and was about to go to the Dalton Hotel

dawn, Ferne appeared in a dark alley of a bar street. He held a cigarette in his mouth and watched quietly as a group

you’re men, rob a man. Don’t bully women. All of you have mothers, right?” As

talking about. He could only show the knife in his hand and shout to him, “Give me

you should behave.” Ferne slowly took out

and asked. His

punk-look man angrily slapped

me. It’s him. He

“What? What

Noah said, “…”

and snorted coldly, “You like this girl, right? Do you want to save

handsome face that looked like a good

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

punk-look man reached out impatiently to snatch his wallet.

off his ring and said to them, “Take off all

punk-look man

well as

took off his ring and put it in his pocket. Then, he pushed the little girl stuck to his arm and

whether she was frightened or not, but when she heard this, she became

street for a while. “What are you looking at?

Noah said, “…”