Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Lincoln stared at Morris, disbelief written all over his face. "Nathan, have you taken this test before?"

Morris rubbed his forehead, feeling the weight of Mr. Lincoln's ingrained prejudice. He was at a loss for words.

Nathalie jumped in to cover for him. "Dad, no matter what questions you throw his way, Nathan can handle them. You really don't need to stress over teaching him advanced math. He genuinely doesn't need it."

Lincoln's eyes widened as Nathalie's words sank in. Morris was a genius-an even greater one than he had realized. It struck him that with Morris's talent, he didn't need anyone else to pull off such major financial schemes.

A mix of admiration and caution filled Lincoln. People like Morris were like a double-edged sword; wield them right, and they could achieve wonders, but mishandle them, and they could lead to ruin.

Lincoln finally understood why the Rowland, McCoy, and Stewart families were all so eager to have Morris on their side. But he was different; he wasn't much of a risk-taker. With someone as potentially dangerous as Morris, Lincoln chose to keep a respectful distance.

staying with us at the Stewart family seems like a bit of a waste. Have you thought about starting something of your own? I

amusing. Lincoln's intentions were clear as day;

fund his departure was

her cheeks, glaring at the two of them. Her father's hidden agenda, Nathan's willingness to play

to leave, just say it," Nathalie

own journey. Forcing him to stay with the Stewart family would just hold him back. With his

Morris kad already made his mark by building a billion-dollar

back, "Dad, Nathan doesn't

things over. Morris rolled his

your uncle means well. There are still dreams I want to chase. I think