Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

The coldest time at night, Noah finally returned to the new home that Christy had moved into overnight. It was closer to downtown, but it was in a remote and unremarkable alley.

The first floor was a row of shops that sold furniture and daily necessities. They lived on the second floor, and there were only two floors.

It was a little noisy during the day, but the whole street quieted down at night. However, the downtown area next to the street was still bustling with people who were enjoying their nightlife.

Christy was tidying up the room. The air conditioner in the hall was turned on. Noah took off his down Jacket and faced the warm air. He had no expression on his face, and he didn’t know it was because his face was too cold, or his heart was numb. His eyes were closed, and even if they were opened, one probably couldn’t see any emotions in them.

Christy handed him a cup of hot tea, “How did it go?”

Noah threw the down jacket to her and said, “I got it.”

“What did they say?” Christy opened the pocket of the down jacket and took out the black tracker.

She was talking about the police station.

Noah drank a mouthful of hot tea, and his throat was moistened. Then he said with a trace of weariness, “It’s just a scapegoat. The others kept their mouth shut.”

Logically speaking, such a big case would at least draw the attention of police forces of different places and the media. However, the bureau was worried about the public opinion and stopped the news from spreading out. It also ordered the major media to remain silent, so as not to cause social panic.

After all, the citizens were taxpayers, and the victims were only minors without any social status. Some of them were missing, some were abandoned as they were born disabled, and a few were bought from remote mountainous areas. There was no risk of being reported, and no one would call the police.

This was the reality.

It was dirty and unbearable.

“Can you find out?” Christy sat down. Her beautiful eyebrows knitted together. The black tracker in her palm was thrown onto the coffee table. She looked at her palm. The palm lines were tangled. They said that a girl with clear palm lines had good luck. Then did she have bad luck in her life?

tea and put down the cup, “I can’t. I

Christy became quiet.

people only wanted to see what they wished for, and they did not want the sins to be seen by

denied

knew who the real victims were, they would not have sympathy for

saved one?” She

at her

looked at each other.

“What do you think?”

the victim’s family would not allow their daughter to testify. They were eager to get rid of it. Furthermore, that person was an Armed Police Force, so how could he be willing to gamble on his

suddenly leave the hospital today?” Noah

met the group leader. I followed him for a while, but he

Very cute.

hand in

I recall a person I

sweater and prepared to take a shower. He raised his head and said, “I thought you only liked

with each other for a long time, they would have pretty good

hand, had some curiosity towards Trevor, because she had a strange

feeling was so subtle that she began to

in the words, Trevor Peck. Many pieces of information appeared in the

Did she have nothing to

the computer. The photo screen, with his name on it, paused for a

at him with its pair of gray gemstone eyes, as if it did