Over the next week, I practically lived in my office, closely monitoring Burkcoin's market trend. It was just as the fetus had said—its price began to surge wildly.

The first day, it rose 8%. On the third day, it went up to 15%. And by the seventh day, it was up 40%.

Because I'd invested early and deployed all my available funds, I'd already secured a sizable chunk of the market.

When Ivy came to update me on the situation each day, her eyes were always filled with disbelief. "How did you manage to predict this market trend, Ms. Langdon? Your instincts have proven to be incredibly astute."

How did I predict it?

Well, it was only because I heard the voice of an unborn fetus who knew his father had been reborn and wanted to use my money to make a fortune for himself.

It was a ridiculous explanation, so I simply chuckled and changed the subject. "Have you found someone yet?"

Ivy quickly took out a folder and handed it to me.

I flipped through the pages, my brows furrowing. None of them looked even remotely the same. Even though I'd been relying on medication to fall asleep for the past week, it had been a fitful sleep each night.

Vexed, I tossed the folder aside and instructed Ivy, "Keep looking."

I walked to the window, recalling Nathan's abrupt change the other day—the way he suddenly carried himself with an air of sophisticated arrogance. Out of the last five years, it was that very moment when he looked the most alike.

Nathan was probably panicking right now. If he didn't have the cash, he'd have to watch helplessly as his chance to make a killing slipped right by.

Knowing what he was like, there was no way he'd let himself lose this opportunity to rise above everyone else.

Unsurprisingly, on the 12th day, Ivy brought me some news about Nathan.

"Ms. Langdon, we've found records of Nathan borrowing money from various online lending platforms. All in all, he has borrowed about 500 thousand dollars. Moreover, we've also found that his mother was discharged from the hospital yesterday."

I raised an eyebrow. "Discharged from the hospital?"

"Yes," Ivy confirmed. "The reason given was the inability to continue paying for treatment costs due to financial difficulties, but Nathan could've used that money to…"

I snorted. He wouldn't do it, of course.

To him, the 500 thousand dollars was the stake he could use to turn things around for him—the stepping stone to becoming the richest man. That was far more important than Lori's life.

That was just the kind of man Nathan was—selfish to the core.

On the 15th day, Burkcoin's price was still surging fiercely, though some fluctuations had begun to appear. It seemed as though it wouldn't be long before it hit its near-term high.

By the 20th day, Burkcoin was surrounded by unprecedented hype. The price had tripled from when I bought it. Major financial media outlets were covering the craze. Small investors were flooding in as well, terrified of missing out on this cash cow.

Nathan was one of the ones who managed to jump in at the very end. But it was such a shame, really. He was a step too late.

With a glass of red wine in hand, I stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the night view of the city.

Ivy knocked on the door before coming in. She eagerly asked me if we should begin reducing our share in the market. Swirling the wine glass, I shook my head.

So what if Nathan had been reborn with memories of a past life? Nothing but death was ever certain in this world. Things would never unfold the exact way he assumed they would.

This time, I was going to celebrate his rebirth with a proper surprise for him.

I would wait until he'd fully invested in Burkcoin—until he firmly believed he'd latched onto the fortune just in time, and until he began dreaming of making it rich overnight—and then pull the carpet right from under him.

On the 22nd day, I arranged for some of my Burkcoin to be sold off in small amounts, creating the illusion that there was still room for growth.

When the 27th day came around, I started selling off more. However, since it was done through multiple accounts, it looked like ordinary fluctuations in the market.

Then came the 30th day, when the price of Burkcoin reached a groundbreaking peak.

I knew the time had come.

"Sell off everything."