Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 681

"Number 13."

A voice broke through his thoughts. He turned to see an officer standing before him.

"Do you know Ashley?" The officer asked, his excitement palpable, as if he'd unearthed a hidden gem.

He merely held the officer's gaze, a faint smile tugging at his lips, unaffected by

the officer's eagerness.

"Trying to get under my skin?"

The officer's grin slowly vanished. With a resigned sigh, he admitted, "Sometimes being too clever isn't always a blessing."

The officer lowered his voice, "Number 13, it looks like you might know Ashley. Interested in hearing more about her? I have some tidbits if you're keen."

The man's expression remained unchanged.

He was a master of self-control. If he chose not to show his emotions, no one could decipher them.

hoping for a breakthrough, pressed on despite the man's stoic demeanor. "Let me fill you in-Ashley, despite her glitzy facade, has become the

her husband was just a puppet. After he was killed, she didn't

a hint of interest. "Got any proof her husband

"None whatsoever."

how should a public officer be dealt with for

The officer's face fell.

sheepishly tapped his lips. "Ah, just rambling. I'll zip it

man said, his voice

unwilling to squander the moment,

found after twenty-six years. He used to be a whiz kid, always acing math contests. But after such

looked at

"Last one, I promise. Answer me, and I'll

shot

a miracle doctor.

a fallen genius is better than the useless lot in

officer was

seem awfully interested in the second branch of the Stewart