Revenge After Death

Chapter 452

I turned around and spotted a black car parked outside the gate. Feeling alert, I stood up, my brows furrowing at the sight of the uninvited guest- Peter Jones,

"Looks like it's time to move," Steven said solemnly.

With our residing location now exposed, our safety was compromised. Anyone could find us here, including dangerous individuals.

Peter stepped out of the car, clad in a black trench coat and holding a black umbrella. "Stephany-no, perhaps I should address you as Stephanie Carlson?"

I frowned, staring at him warily.

He smiled and continued, "Yasmin tipped you off about some of our secrets, didn't she? Well, that's just the tip of the iceberg."

He was aware that Yasmin had told me about those so-called cloning experiments.

"Yasmin betrayed me. Now, the police have started their investigation, and soon... they'll be onto me. As you might have guessed, I'm but a pawn raised by the rich and powerful. When push comes to shove, they won't hesitate to sacrifice me," Peter sounded pitiful.

Then, he opened his car door and added, "If you want to find out more, come with me."

I regarded him with caution, wondering if this was some kind of trap. Would he truly divulge those secrets?

Steven

and said, "Trust no one, Stephanie Carlson. Anyone around you could be planted by Genome Society to

words sent a shiver down my spine. Though he used a dog as an example, I sensed he was alluding to everything surrounding me. "Have you watched "The Truman Show?" Peter suddenly asked.

clenched my fists as

NPC, as Peter

blood as Steven held me with an agonized expression, desperately trying to stop me

give up on everything, but I can't live without you... Please,

force behind one's will to live, then perhaps Stephanie Carlson embodied

running

from the higher echelons. It seemed that the rich and powerful figures

being one of the targets

they wanted to silence him before the

have no regrets, though. After all, I've lived many more years than your parents," Peter remarked as he folded his black umbrella and

car.

Peter didn't have much time left. However,

the decision

Peter remarked from the driver's seat, referring to

shifted to Steven. "His demise was of his own making. Openly opposing Genome Society was a futile