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 would invest more than

he received a phone

down payment. There will be another five

stay in a luxury villa. The wardrobe was filled with high-end clothes, followed by business cards, the company, and a stack of

first time they made such a big deal. If they were caught, he knew how many years he would be sentenced for this

call the police, they would be able to avoid a

done, he had to take precautions in advance. He planned to take the money invested by Elsie for himself, but

would rather cooperate with the Scavos than

he guessed that the person behind 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

account was empty and the money

the right to speak. After all, there would

all the important information on the computer, then formatted the computer, pulled out the USB drive,

had to hide the

almost as soon as he finished hiding the USB drive

of a bar street. He held a cigarette in his mouth and watched quietly as a group of hooligans forced a little girl wearing a long sweater skirt to a corner and asked her to

right?” As

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

right. That’s how you should behave.” Ferne

head and asked. His brother heroically repeated, “He praised you for

angrily

not me. It’s him. He said

up blankly, “What?

Noah said, “…”

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

that looked like a good person. She

wallet. Before the punk-look man took his wallet, Ferne changed his wallet into another hand and showed everyone his ring finger.

punk-look man

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

punk-look man was

as

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

whether she was frightened or not, but when

street for a while. “What are you looking

Noah said, “…”