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.

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

let go of it?" he

bring Nathan back,

again, his voice rough, "Is

you to worry

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

it, "You're serving life,

to earn money

Officer Ashburn, "How much

He hasn't paid back a dime. If you help him with the

talking?" Nathalie indulged

"Over a hundred billion."

Nathalie's eyes widened.

earn that

seemed to mull

she'd bail, and

rest."

"Just pay what you

a sigh of

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settle with those families anyway, so

the pot.