Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

A gentle green light danced across his palm, scanning repeatedly. After a few moments, a voice chimed in, "Congrats, Lincoln, you've aced the test. Here's your gift."

Out of nowhere, a virtual gift box popped up on the screen.

When Lincoln clicked on it, he uncovered a mind-boggling treasure: twenty-six years of the Stewart family's operational data, financial records, employee networks, and even detailed info on businesses closely tied to the Stewarts. Everything was laid out for him.

Lincoln was floored, his jaw practically hitting the floor. "This gift is incredible. Who are you?"

But the computer fell silent, the mysterious voice disappearing as if it never existed.

With a mix of nervousness and gratitude, Lincoln accepted the gift.

He spent some time piecing together the sequence of events, finally concluding, "Every challenge this person gave me was about Vivian. They seem to really care about her future. Maybe they believe I truly love her and decided to trust me with this gift."

"Does Vivian have friends who are such skilled hackers?" Lincoln wondered, a smile slowly spreading across his face. Staring at the now dark screen, he sincerely expressed his thanks, "I have no idea who you are, but I'm really grateful. Your care for Vivian touches me."

At Dawson Estate:

herself home after a grueling day and collapsed

an armchair, watching her sprawl out without a care. His brow

odd hours lately. What's going on?" Cameron finally

the couch. With a proud tilt of her chin, she looked at him and said, "Cameron,

teasing smirk, "Your health isn't the best. Is it

on par with yours," Greta replied with confidence. Cameron was caught off

did you charm this time?"

a key player for the

"How did Lincoln end up hiring you as his

confirming

mumbled, "And Nathalie is

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quickly sensed Greta's ambitions in her

He scrutinized Greta closely.

touched her face, puzzled. "Why are you staring at me