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.

Nathan back wouldn't be a walk in the park. If he was asking for such a massive reward, maybe he really

to let

bring Nathan back, I'd

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

you to worry

a bit cheeky, "I'll be

"You're serving life, how can you help

need to earn money to clear my

turned to Officer Ashburn, "How much did he

hacked into the Capital's elite family accounts. He hasn't paid back

we talking?"

"Over a hundred billion."

Nathalie's eyes widened.

earn that much,"

to

she'd bail,

the rest."

"Just pay what you

breathed a sigh

וויד

those families

the pot.