Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 710

The other end of the line was silent for a moment before a voice, smooth yet with a curious mix of nasal tones, drifted through, "No. 13."

The way his voice resonated, rich and mysterious, made it hard to pin down exactly how it sounded. But, oh, that rhythm he spoke with-it was downright captivating.

Nathalie found herself momentarily caught up in that uniquely charming pause. There was something strangely comforting about it.

That was until the officer next to her gave her a nudge, reminding her to speak up. Apparently, the guy she was talking to wasn't one for chit-chat.

Quickly, Nathalie said, "I'm here because I need your help. It's a tough ask, so I'm giving you the chance to make three requests. I'll do my best to meet them."

"What you seek, I can assist with," No. 13 responded.

Nathalie was taken aback. "Do you even know what I'm asking for?"

Seemingly lost in his own thoughts, he continued, "I want Dawson International

bankrupt, its former golden boy reduced to nothing."

Nathalie almost laughed out loud. This was truly a meeting of minds.

"No problem."

"And I want a lot of money."

"Define 'a lot'."

"When you're living large at the top, I want your entire fortune."

Nathalie was floored.

What an enormous demand.

walk in the park. If he was asking for such a

you willing to let go of it?" he

truly bring Nathan back, I'd

was a long pause before he spoke again, his voice rough, "Is he really that important

you to

a bit cheeky, "I'll be waiting for your

buying it, "You're serving

need to earn money to clear my

Ashburn, "How much did he

elite family accounts. He hasn't paid back a

much are we talking?"

"Over a hundred billion."

Nathalie's eyes widened.

might never earn that much," she

seemed to mull

she'd

rest."

"Just pay what you

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