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.

reason, this boldness sparked something in Nathalie. Bringing Nathan back wouldn't be a walk in the park. If he was asking for such a

you willing to let go

back, I'd give

spoke again, his voice rough, "Is he really that

for you to

bit cheeky, "I'll be waiting

"You're serving life, how can you help

need to earn money to clear

turned to Officer Ashburn, "How

around and whispered, "He hacked into the Capital's elite family accounts. He hasn't paid back a dime. If you help him with the

much are we talking?"

"Over a hundred billion."

Nathalie's eyes widened.

never earn

seemed to mull it

she'd bail,

rest."

"Just pay what you

breathed a

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those families anyway, so this deal

the pot.