Revenge After Death

Chapter 706

Rachel's eyes were rimmed red as she cried.

She was only an ordinary person. She didn't want to lose me as her friend.

"I'm sorry, Stephie." But there was nothing she could do other than to apologize.

"Alright, I won't ask anymore," I said, feeling a pang in my chest.

"What about Zion, then? Even if you're an ordinary person, you're still with Genome Society. Zion has genuine feelings for you. He even wants to marry you and bought a house in advance. How long are you planning to keep this from him?" I asked.

Rachel lowered her head as tears filled her eyes. "I can't marry him. My mother would never agree to it. I'll only end up hurting him, but I truly love him and can't bear to hurt him. I'll think of something, Stephie." I scoffed. Her solution was probably the same as Steven's-which was to escape by death.

I said, "More and more secrets and laboratories of Genome Society are getting uncovered and exposed. With the dark truth coming out, Zion, being an upright police officer, will surely investigate this to the end. "I'm guessing the reason you're still around him is because your "mother" wants you to eliminate him, right?" I figured that Genome Society would want to kill a few police officers as a warning against the others. And they would definitely eliminate Zion.

looked at me in surprise. She laughed amidst her tears and said, "How did you manage to figure everything out? Both you and Steven are so scary. No wonder you're married to each

to blackmail her to get her to agree to keep his death

it?"

was clenching her fists

life before getting assigned to you. My mother was the one who

gradually accepted it, since it wouldn't cause you

legs close.

thought of leaving Genome Society at this point? Is that so-called "mother" so important to you? Or does she have some kind of leverage on you? Why can't you be selfish and

understand what

do that,

kill someone if she truly treated you as her daughter. You

a friend, Rachel. You should sort out your issues with Zion yourself. Good

nervously. "Stephie," she called out to me agitatedly in a choked voice. "You've regained all your memories, right? But you're still willing