Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

“Do you want to die?”

Noah put on medical gloves and gave Christy a shot of tetanus. Then, with a cold face, he took the anti-inflammatory medicine liquid and hung it over her. He looked down, patted the back of her hand to find the veins, and injected the needle.

Christy hissed and covered her eyes, not daring to look.

“You’re not scared of snakes, but needles?” Noah was half angry or half sarcastic.

Christy laughed and kicked, “Why are you so angry? I was being followed. How could I come back?”

“Can’t the person who saved you give you a shot of tetanus?” Noah was so furious that he was more talkative than usual. “Fortunately, it’s still cold. If it were a hot day, you would be dying.”

“If conditions permitted, he would give it to me. But conditions didn’t permit.” Christy tilted her head and remembered his eyes.

“Conditions didn’t permit?” Noah said while looking at her, “You spent a whole day together. He had plenty of time to give you the drug.”

Christy helplessly said, “Trevor saved me. He can’t go out, okay?”

Noah frowned, “Trevor? Trevor Peck? The autistic genius who has been staying in the attic?”

Christy retorted, “I don’t think he’s autistic. He is indeed a genius. He learned how to take out bullets on the spot.”

Noah looked at her strangely, “You…”

“What’s wrong?”

“Did he do something to you?” Noah took off his gloves and looked at her seriously.

“Huh?” It took Christy a while to understand. She laughed loudly and said, “Hey, you know me. It was me who did something to him. I thought he would be bored if he stayed there alone, so I teased him.”

Of course, she didn’t elaborate on how. Besides, Noah wasn’t interested in it.

He went to the bathroom, washed his hands, and took out his phone to send a message to Emily. Today was Maury’s funeral. When he finished, he took her phone and said, “What do you want to say to Emily?”

Christy stretched out her right hand and said, “Let me do it. I can move my right hand.”

Noah didn’t say anything and handed over his phone.

When she finished, she stared at the needle blankly. After a moment, she rushed to Noah who was sitting in front of the computer, and said, “He saved me.”

person if I have the chance.” Noah

my life,” Christy

Thinking about the way Christy talked about Trevor, he realized.

than I

ten years ago, Noah had to admit he

is indeed

sofa and looked at the wall. She said, “Mr. Ferne told me everything about the police station. The only thing I found in Branden’s place

is a clue,” Noah noted down

two books by

wrote down

pm. Things didn’t go well and he was dejected, his voice being

smoke?”

Ferne answered. He

been solved yet. The police will focus on

was still worried. “Can we?

was caught by the police, he was alone in his private villa. The blood in the red door was cleaned up.

know anything about Nikhil kidnapping Lord Top. He didn’t know Jessica kidnapping Stony, either. As for why Leon and Jamie Tolle from the City Hospital appeared at the House of Hope, he also made his point

I don’t know. I’m very busy.

couldn’t testify, either. There were no signs of abuse and their check-ups were fine. They had long since been released, along with the staff of House of Hope. Jessica and

assault, imprisonment, indecent

connected to the temple. Plus, Emma broke the

It crashed Ferne’s hope.

her. But Noah did not think that Irene could place righteousness above family and collude with outsiders to frame her father unless

and someone who came out of nowhere

to answer, Christy said, “I would find evidence to prove the

what she meant and called Ferne. “Keep an

you see the person

well. I only took a quick glance and didn’t see her clearly. But if I meet her

it. His drawing was mediocre at best. The person on it had slanted,

her hair

Noah fell silent.

Try to be as close as much as possible. I’ll find

said with a frown, “If Emily’s father didn’t die, I could ask her for help. She’s a better painter

like the real person, Trevor may still be able to find her,” Christy said while massaging her temples, forcing herself to stay awake. “He’s excellent. Really excellent. He can find the addresses of everyone using his computer. But I don’t know if a portrait can do. Let’s

“Sure.”