Revenge After Death

Chapter 770

"What are your plans?" Joel asked.

"I'm bringing Steven home." I looked at the empty space beside me, yet I could still feel his presence.

It was just like how I had been detached from my body back then.

However, they couldn't feel him. They thought that I had gone mad - that I had started hallucinating because I couldn't accept the reality.

"Stephie..." Michael dared not show up in front of me since that day. He had been hiding all the while, yet somehow he found the courage to walk over today.

I glanced at him, feeling surprisingly calm and unperturbed. Their trap must have been a deadlock from the start since he had agreed to help Steven out.

"Just leave." I refused to meet anyone else. I only wanted to bring Steven home.

I glanced at Joel and whispered, "Help me send Steven home."

"Stephanie," he called hesitantly.

"You've figured out the formula between reincarnation and the genetic code, haven't you?" I asked him after making sure that no one was following us.

Joel stared at me quietly for the longest time. "Did Steven not leave the data with you?"

I had a bad feeling as I frowned. "He did, but I burned it."

I would have looked at it if I knew this would happen.

believe me if I told you that my reincarnation was purely coincidental?" Joel softly asked.

Carol from doing anything reckless just to get her hands on

deep breath as I

to bring him back. It turned out that it was all meant to

along that you actually don't know

as he clenched his

glimmer of hope since Steven had

figured that we could bring him back as long as I could find Steven's clone

subject. That way, we would be back to square one. Andy would never let you go since he knew

in

a deep breath

time to go back

returned to

me back. He was still worried

did not want to see any of them. Rachel had come with

father but came back alone. I felt so

kids back. I

was stored in

back, but I

could feel his presence, yet I couldn't connect with him at all. I knew he was

I spoke, and I couldn't hear

in two different worlds, and he

tired now, Steven," I whispered as I locked myself in the bathroom, filling the bathtub

was looking at me. He was probably crying and