Revenge After Death

Chapter 721

By the time I rushed over, I saw someone sneaking away from the mountaintop villa.

I scrambled out of the car and hurried into the living room, only to find Michael and his black-clad bodyguards standing there.

I let out a breath in relief, massaging my temples.

Michael turned around and looked at me. "I'm not as stupid as you think. This is my house-there are surveillance cameras every 30 feet here, and every blind spot on the mountain is covered."

They were originally meant to keep an eye on Genome Society and Stephanie, but now, they had worked well in protecting Steven.

Resigned, Michael shrugged and said, "He's fine. They couldn't even get past the first door."

I said nothing and glanced over to Ashton and Xan, who were hiding in the corner. They were both holding a fruit knife in hand as they blocked the stairway.

It was as if they were Steven's final line of defense, even though they were clearly no match for others. Amused, I walked over to ruffle their hair. Xan obediently allowed me, while Ashton defiantly huffed and looked away.

I hurried upstairs and unlocked all the doors to enter the room.

the window in his wheelchair. He knew that they would be

eyes on me at the same time I started investigating Rachel,

the wheelchair when he saw me returning. In his rush over, he fell

helped him up.

worried about him, he was also worried about me-perhaps even drowning in frustration and guilt. Steven felt guilty for losing a leg and being unable to help with anything, like a useless burden. He hated his

Eason brought their men over and caught

lack of concrete evidence, she had already been

show you off as a commodity to people all over the world,"

was afraid that Genome Society would capture and parade me to the wealthy worldwide. I would be shown as a successful experimental subject to those who wanted to reincarnate

such, it did not matter

would be like two trump cards that would bring

would have many ways to come back stronger. There was even a chance

them before they come for us, then,' I whispered in a low voice, looking out the window. "It's no longer

their eyes on us. We'll only lose if we hide from them."

murderer who killed me in

right. We used to escape and hide from them. Despite our high