Revenge After Death

Chapter 571

"Stephie? Stephie..." I heard Steven's familiar voice calling my name hoarsely while I was in a trance.

I gradually regained my focus, unveiling a clear image of the person beside me. It was Steven. He was like a shining light, guiding me through dark times. He was like my remedy, infusing me with motivation and hope to carry on.

"Steven..." I whispered, shaking my head. It was only when I fully regained consciousness that I realized our current situation.

I was thrown beside Steven. We were surrounded by "suspects" with wounded hands who might be the president of Crowdstar Group. We were all locked up in an operating room within the medical capsule.

As I counted, there were 13 people in total, including Steven. It was evident that the lunatics had meticulously chosen the most likely 13 from a pool of over 300 passengers. Clearly, they were confident that the president of Crowdstar Group was among these 13 individuals.

"Are you experiencing any discomfort in any part of your body?" Steven nervously glanced at me and proceeded to examine my head.

was painful, but it was not a big

in his arms to reassure him. "Let me rest in your

his embrace. "Steven, you're the president of Crowdstar Group, right?" I asked in a

worried. Once his hand was healed and the Rebels knew who he was, he would be in a dilemma. Genome Society wouldn't fully trust him, and neither would the Rebels. By then, all

Instead, he

of the Rebels. You already knew that,

glanced at me, clearly intending to speak but ultimately gestured for us to remain silent. We had

source of trust was each

Stephanie," I informed Steven, my voice hoarse with

noticeably stiffened, and his breathing quickened as he looked at me.

and has a hoarse voice like someone with vocal

change in Steven's eyes, it was clear that he was completely unaware of it. Steven's eyes blazed with anger as he struggled to maintain a calm appearance. However, the pulsing