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.

smarts, staying with us at the Stewart family seems like a bit of a waste. Have you thought about starting something

amusing. Lincoln's intentions were clear as day; the man had never been one

planned to leave the Stewart family. Lincoln's offer to fund his departure

of them. Her father's hidden agenda, Nathan's willingness to play along-neither seemed to care about how she

leave, just say it," Nathalie

I really do like Nathan, but he has his own journey. Forcing him to stay

building a billion-dollar empire in just a few years. He didn't need to prove himself through

back, "Dad, Nathan doesn't

he'd help smooth things over. Morris rolled his eyes,

in graciously, "Nathalie, your uncle means well. There are still dreams I want to chase. I think it's good to get out there