Revenge After Death



"Are you complaining?" I narrowed my eyes threateningly.

Steven shook his head and said, 'I could never."

I chuckled before crouching in front of him. 'No matter what happens, you can't push me away again, Steven We must stay together.'

I was only worried that once Genome Society came knocking, he might act on his own and push me away again, thinking that it was for my own good.

Steven nodded obediently. But I couldn't be sure if he would continue to listen to me after this.

I spent a peaceful night at the base with Steven. Carol came back with hostages early the next morning.

She was rather capable as she had managed to catch both Rachel and Sarah. She got even more smug and came flaunting in my face.

"What makes you so full of yourself, Stephanie? Didn't you think that Genome Society would take advantage of me bringing my men away and come attacking? Where are they now that I'm back?" Carol looked at me mockingly.

I sighed in a resigned manner.

It was good now that she was back with her men. I had no reason to argue with her.

However, Carol insisted on provoking me. 'Aren't you going to visit your bestie, Rachel? Say, do you think Sarah would reveal the mastermind's identity if I were to kill Rachel in front of her?"

I frowned and glared warily at Carol. My hands went to grab at her neck. 'Don't you dare touch her!"

Behind her, Carol's men anxiously moved to stop me.

"Don't move." She frowned, knowing that I dared not kill her. She stared at me and waited for me to release her.

My fingers were trembling as I slowly loosened my grip. "Rachel has nothing to do with this. Don't touch her."

"Try pleading with me for it," Carol said, laughing maniacally.

"Stephie!" Rachel's cries reverberated in the empty hallway.

I strode over hastily but was blocked by Carol's men.

"Move!" I tried to fight them off, but there were too many of them.

"Are you that afraid? I can't believe you're actually starting to feel something." Carol was looking at me as if she were observing an experimental subject. 'Hah. It seems like the experiments your parents left behind are taking effect."

Before I completely regained all my memories, each of the death games set up by Carol had a little twist designed to stimulate me. They were meant to awaken my senses and gradually stir my emotions.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

All those were experimental data preserved by my parents in order to let me live like an ordinary person. Carol included these twists in her experiments just because she thought they were fun.

I glared angrily at her. She truly was a demon-a born scoundrel.

She had no ounce of sympathy as she killed and manipulated others in the palm of her hand. Everyone was like mere ants to her as she looked down at them condescendingly.

"Sarah has been hiding for so long. Now that she's finally in my hands, I'm curious to find out if she would speak up if I were to gradually torment her daughter before her eyes," Carol said in a crazed manner. She started to head toward the room where Sarah and Rachel were being held.

I knew she was fully capable of doing it.

"Don't touch Rachel, Carol!" I yelled, losing control of my emotions. But I knew that she was trying to provoke

me.

Carol walked in as the iron gate swung open.

I was pinned in place by her men. 'Rachel!"

Rachel's eyes were red from crying as she looked at me. 'Help me, Stephie!"

I took a deep breath and shook my head at her. "Don't be afraid!'

Compared to Rachel, Sarah seemed much more composed. After all, she was also a lunatic.

"You're awfully calm, Sarah." Carol looked at her with a smile before sitting down in front of her.

"Humans are emotional creatures, and emotions are their biggest weakness. What about you, Sarah? Do you feel anything for your biological daughter?" she asked.