Chapter 460

Dexter nodded. "So, he's been working with the organization because he's a victim of a gic disorder. His children have a hard time being born healthy, so he..."

I began to understand. Damian was doing all this in hopes of obtaining perfect genes to circumvent his own gic flaws.

"My dad, he's a good man." The girl who had been silent finally spoke up, her voice tiny as she timidly looked up at me. "He's helping you..."

I frowned, looking at her.

From her tightly clutched backpack, the girl pulled out a photo album.

Inside, there were pictures of a younger Damian with my parents.

"His classmates." The girl pointed at the people in the photos.

Phoebe's parents were Damian's classmates, top talents in the medical field, and key members of the Gene-Forge Collective.

"They shared the same vision." The girl struggled to speak. "Eventually, they grew fond of the subject, wanting to help her escape..." The girl pointed at Phoebe in the photos.

I knew, my parents were part of the organization, and I was just a subject.

I knew they didn't love me initially, just saw me as an object of study.

hate them; they seemed to have developed feelings for

but died in a tragic

wouldn't allow their subject to escape,

said, I, as a 'subject,' was too

hundreds of billions, to develop me, a step forward in science and medicine. Moreover, as

at return on

saw success in me, I... could bring

a normal person," the girlsaid,

amnesia wasn't a coincidence or an accident;

you to the Fitzgerald family because he trusted

convey that her dad was a good

trusted

"Phoebe... my mom was your mom's best friend,

trust

family was not to

Hmph...

behind me, then fearfully stepped back, hiding behind

Dexter's sleeve, her voice

somewhat out

grabbed me, pulling me aside with surprising strength, watching Colin warily and

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