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 more than 100,000 or fewer

day, he received a phone

down payment. There will be another five

stay in a luxury villa. The wardrobe was filled with

a big deal. If they were caught, he knew how many

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

by Elsie for himself,

rather cooperate with the Scavos than contend

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

person found out that the card in the company account was empty and the money had already been transferred… that man could only endure because Noah and Christy could not die yet. If

to speak. After all, there would be

on the computer, then formatted the computer,

hide

he finished hiding the USB drive and was

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

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

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

how you should behave.”

head and asked. His brother heroically repeated,

The punk-look man angrily slapped

me. It’s him. He

up blankly, “What?

Noah said, “…”

brothers and snorted coldly, “You like this girl, right? Do

handsome face that looked like a good person. She immediately

wallet, Ferne changed his wallet into another hand and

not!” The punk-look man reached out

took off his ring

punk-look man was

well as his

his pocket. Then, he pushed the little girl stuck to his arm and said,

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

had been standing across the street for a while. “What are you looking at?

Noah said, “…”