Revenge After Death

Chapter 451

It seemed that Genome Society had been secretly monitoring Stephany's life.

Clearly, Stephany hadn't been as innocent and harmless as she appeared.

While she presented herself as an ordinary and timid individual, she had orchestrated accidents to exact revenge on her tormentors while sneering from the shadows.

Her Larson parents were arrested for human trafficking, and the Larsons' eldest grandson became intellectually disabled due to a high fever, leaving the grandmother impoverished with a mentally impaired grandson and a son behind bars.

Stephany was a shrew and cunning woman. She understood exactly how to manipulate the loved one of her targets as weapons, inflicting agonizing suffering and torturing their hearts.

Ann Larson was a case in point. Though it appeared that she had taken Stephany's supposed boyfriend, Stephany lacked emotions. It rendered her seemingly incapable of truly loving anyone.

Hence, it seemed more probable that she orchestrated the transfer of her supposed boyfriend to Ann, enabling her to dispose of him while maintaining her facade.

Obviously, all of us had underestimated Stephany Larson, who was also one of the experimental subjects.

on the ground, my mind drifted

that someone as intelligent as Stephany ended

and brought into the Lincoln family as the prime candidate for reproduction, yet her life was cut short by overdose- induced heart failure...

all just a series

diary... Upon my return to the Larson residence, I stumbled upon it in

with Yasmin's claim that I was, in fact, Stephany Larson and not Stephanie Carlson... I couldn't help but question myself

rather, what was I? What

people of Genome Society only interested

perfected experimental data and fully integrated into "production," it seemed

me and

essence, Stephany and I, along with the other clone experiment

his place, Stevie greeted us eagerly at the door.

my old pet, Georgie. Despite its ferocious demeanor toward others, Georgie had always shown obedience and gentleness

food, Stevie?' I crouched

instinctively, I raised my right hand. It was a gesture that