Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 486

Standing at the forefront, the male subject shot me a glance before swiftly wrapping his hand around the doctor's throat.

With minimal effort, the doctor's neck snapped, his breathing ceased... And just like that, as if squishing an ant, the subject's expression remained unchanged, utterly unperturbed by the act.

Having committed the deed, his gaze fixed back on me, intense and unyielding. It felt as though I was being sized up by a primal predator, seeking its mate for reproduction.

Subjects like him, bred for specific purposes, possess an innate gic allure.

They instinctively select partners with superior genes, aiming to produce stronger offspring, essentially nature's way of ensuring evolution.

The thought of gically modified beings producing healthy descendants was both fascinating and terrifying.

"I'd advise you to keep your distance," I warned, retreating cautiously as the three male subjects appeared to be drawn to my genes.

Their stares were intense, almost as if they wanted to devour me whole.

I kept backing away, buying time.

door swung open, and mercenaries

Naomi, clad in a sleek

a brief glance at the lifeless doctor on the floor, she squinted. "Foebe,

met her gaze with a wary sneer. "Just a doctor... Not as valuable

"Sure, they said you shouldn't die, but that doesn't mean you can't be

Nobody can stop me,” I retorted,

darkened, a sign of

for the CEO of All-Stars

invest billions

resurrection and gic researchet

still be alive?" she spat out bitterly. "You think just because you beat the lie detector and truth serum, you're Phoebe now? The mercenaries out there, with enough

can do

aback. The enigmatic CEO of All-Stars Consortium had taken an interest in me, a mere subject... How intriguing. Now, if only I could get the CEO to meet with the organization's

teased Naomi. "What are you afraid of? Even if souls could be reborn... The people you care about returning wouldn't love you?

I deliberately provoked Naomi.

snapped, visibly agitated by my words. "Foebe, you're the pitiable one... Do you really think