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?

you think we'll fall for that?" Steven queried gravely as

be planted by Genome Society to

alluding

clenched my fists as I glanced at

everyone was just an NPC, as Peter described, was Steven one of them

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

nothing in this world. I'm just a created pawn. I can give up on everything, but I can't live without you... Please, stop hurting yourself, Stephie,' Steven pleaded

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

is running out," Peter

higher echelons.

I had anticipated Yasmin being one of the targets

him before the police tracked him

all, I've lived many more years than

car.

exchanged glances with Steven, both of us acknowledging that Peter didn't have much time left. However, there were still

we made the decision

sony about your parents' death," Peter remarked from the driver's seat,

his own