Revenge After Death

Chapter 493

"She's not Stephanie Carlson... She's Stephany Larson..." Linda trembled uncontrollably, as if unable to resist the effects of the drug. "She was hypnotized to believe she's Stephanie Carlson..."

According to Linda's statement, Stephany and Peter were colluding together. I was never Stephanie Carlson; I had always been Stephany Larson.

Stephanie had died since the police discovered her body in that glass cabinet. Peter's hypnosis had successfully deceived me into believing otherwise.

Nancy grabbed my hair, slamming my head against the wall. Blood trickled down my forehead.

Ha... What a joke I was.

"Stephany Larson, you and Peter were in cahoots. Peter was always a traitor to the organization." Nancy tightened her grip on my hair, forcing me to look at Linda.

"Did you hear what she said? Her father hypnotized you, making you forget everything and implanting Stephanie's memories into you. All this was to fabricate the illusion that you were Stephanie Carlson reincarnated.

"Peter provided you with lots of Stephanie's information, including the experimental records and observation diary the organization had on her... You studied them thoroughly so that you could easily impersonate Stephanie."

"You're not Stephanie Carlson. You're Stephany Larson! To make it more convincing, Peter had to help you deceive yourself. Only when you believed

with pity in her eyes. "You're nothing but a poor creature

you are...

you firmly believe that you're Stephanie Carlson. So when you woke up in Stephany Larson's body,

up with to reveal the existence of

instructed her assistant in a low voice, "Get rid

had a social identity, so Nancy couldn't dispose of

our superiors find out we acted without orders. Plus, Crowdstar Group has just taken her under their wing. If we kill her now-

a sharp slap across her assistant's face, her composure unraveling. "I said, kill her! I'll take the blame alone! We'll simply inform Crowdstar Group that she died on her own!

higher-ups. "Why involve others when you can do it yourself? Don't you have the courage?" I challenged, leaning against the wall and forcibly swallowing the blood in

Despite the evidence, I struggled to

it wouldn't be fair to

my memories were implanted through hypnosis, huh? It

for? Kill me!" I shouted at Nancy, realizing that my

Nancy's words had

it all here and