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.

50,000. Few would invest more than 100,000 or fewer than

day, he received

be another five

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

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

call the police, they would be able to avoid

him wanted to kill them after 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 that Emily would come out halfway. He underestimated the little girl, and he didn’t expect that there was such a strong backer behind her,

would rather cooperate with the Scavos

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

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

speak. After all, there would be five million

formatted the computer, pulled out the USB

had to hide

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

dawn, Ferne appeared in a dark alley 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

of you have mothers, right?” As soon as Ferne opened his

only show the knife in

should behave.” Ferne slowly

head and asked. His

man angrily slapped

not me. It’s him. He

blankly, “What? What

Noah said, “…”

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

to death. Suddenly, she saw Ferne’s handsome face that looked like a good person. She immediately hugged his arm and shouted in fear, “Help

Before the punk-look man took his wallet, Ferne changed his wallet into another hand and

to know if you’re married or not!” The punk-look man reached out impatiently to snatch

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

punk-look man was

well as

his pocket. Then, he pushed the little

know whether she was frightened or not, but when she heard

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

Noah said, “…”