Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Simon was sitting on the interrogation chair. He had blood on his face, and he was laughing with blood dripping from his mouth.

Looking weakly at the ceiling, he smiled and uttered, "Relief... I can finally be free."

Zion stood next to him, overwhelmed with emotions. He had blood on his hands. He attacked Simon.

Simon seemed to know that he would die. Zion only punched him once, and he started vomiting blood. Simon was dead. He passed away before the medical staff arrived.

Zion felt completely numb. At that moment, he suddenly realized that Simon had intentionally provoked him, urging him to hit him. Simon simply wanted to die.

The surveillance camera recorded Zion beating and violently interrogating Simon. Zion would face consequences for his actions. He would be punished and suspended from his job. All his work would be temporarily halted.

Once he left the case, the investigation would stall. This would enable the hidden murderer to continue committing crimes.

Simon was the chosen sacrifice.

Simon was taken to the hospital with the help of the other officers. Zion left the interrogation room and started smoking, his fingers shaking. "He... said he was the next one. That bastard could predict our next move, so he knew Juliet’s location. But it wasn’t Juliet he wanted to kill."

Dexter held my hand tighter, looked down, and fell silent. He saw it coming, but it was already too late.

"The one who was going to die was Simon..." Zion found a serious problem. "A murderer is both a murderer and a victim."

I was confused and puzzled by his words.

"Simon mentioned he wasn’t asleep back then. He heard a noise and looked out the window. He saw someone tricking Dexter and Simeon into a room, locking them in, and starting a fire. He didn’t tell the teacher but hid in bed, shivering."

Simon didn’t expect the fire to spread to the entire floor and trap them in the dorm. It caused many deaths.

"He had a phobia and wanted revenge on those who caused the fire. He admitted to sexually assaulting several victims, which made me instantly angry."

Zion lowered his head, his gaze fixated on his bloodied hands. It was as if his mind had completely shut off at that moment.

"This isn’t your fault," Violette reassured.

Zion shook his head. "He wouldn’t reveal who was behind it or admit that there was someone behind it. But he definitely was not the mastermind."

Dexter confirmed in a soft voice, saying, "He wasn’t the mastermind. He was just a pawn, and he was always meant to die in the game."

"Could there have been perpetrators hiding among the deceased? Perhaps they blended in with them, just like the movie ’The Perfect Victim’ we watched before?" I asked softly.

We had been investigating for a long time, as had Zion. We were all moving in the right direction, but why couldn’t we find the murderer? Could the three people seen in the video already be dead and among the deceased?

My words reminded Zion. In an instant, he lifted his head to meet my gaze. "Right... You’re absolutely right!"

Zion abruptly got up, took a drag from his cigarette, and hurried to the archives room. He planned to carry on with the investigation. However, after learning about Simon’s death, the authorities

promptly ordered Zion’s temporary suspension.

They also put a halt to the case investigation. Zion and his superior were loudly arguing in the office, and the sound of banging on the table echoed throughout the empty corridor.

I caught a glimpse of Dexter, his face burdened with self–blame and guilt. I clasped his hand firmly and uttered, "Dexter, this has nothing to do with you."

Dexter cast a glance in my direction before pulling me into a strong embrace.

"Ms. Miller, there’s an update from the hospital that Damien is still in critical condition, but his life has been temporarily saved. He’s currently being monitored in the intensive care unit, and his life

is not in danger." The person I left at the hospital called.

Damien wasn’t dead, yet he didn’t regain consciousness either. I stood still in the hall, watching Violette pacing anxiously and worrying about Zion.

At last, Zion emerged, wearing a somber expression and brimming with fury. He ignored Violette me, and Dexter. Then, he angrily walked past us, got into the car, and slammed the door shut.

Violette followed him. "How can he possibly be this stubborn?"

Dexter put his hand in his pocket and grabbed my collar. He pulled me into his arms to protect me from Zion’s reckless driving that could’ve crushed my toes.

"As stubborn as a mule!" Violette angrily scolded Zion while also looking at Phil with concern. She said, "Simon’s death isn’t Zion’s problem. He..."

"But Officer Landon’s punch caused his death. If they pursue this case, Officer Landon may lose his job this time," Phil explained with deep concern.

Violette was momentarily shocked before speaking in a nervous tone, "Is it really that serious? Simon clearly provoked Zion on purpose. It’s obvious...’

"This is part of their plan," Dexter whispered to me.

It was unclear what punishment Zion would get. It would be good if he didn’t go to jail, but he might lose his job.

I froze in place. At that moment, I felt the sheer horror of the hidden murderer. I constantly felt a chill on my back as if countless eyes were fixated on us and countless forces were controlling us.

Those geniuses viewed ordinary people like us as mere puppets. They could easily manipulate and control us. They could kill people freely. They could make the police lose their jobs and prevent Zion from participating in the murder case.

The mastermind was clever. He manipulated Simon, who was dying, to trick Zion into making a mistake. He successfully got rid of Zion.

The chilling sensation in my fingertips intensified, and the fear of the mysterious and formidable talent reached its peak. Compared to absolute geniuses, I could only be seen as a fool among fools, just as insignificant as ants.

"Dexter, he’s so scary." The mastermind was truly a terrifying figure.

Dexter’s hand tightened around mine, and his gaze deepened. "Then let’s be scarier than him. Don’t be afraid, Sophia. I’ll always be here with you."

Upon our return to the hospital, we found that Damien had been transferred to the intensive care unit. Juliet remained by Lisa’ side. Both of them were sobbing.

God blesses the good man. Damien will surely wake up. Juliet wiped her tears,

"Mrs. Coleman, you’ve just been discharged. Go back and rest quickly. Don’t worry, I’ll handle everything" Juliet gently urged Lisa to go back.

Lisa felt unsteady and wanted to stay, but she couldn’t hold on any longer. She nodded and was helped by the nanny to leave.

As Dexter and I passed by, Lisa glared at us and exclaimed, "You’re not welcome here. Get out of here!"

I remained silent, folding my hands in front of me. After Lisa left, I frowned at Juliet.

Juliet watched Damien through the intensive care unit observation window and asked in a deep tone, "Sofia, don’t you want to talk to me?"

At last, she cut to the chase. She wanted to talk about the secret she mentioned on the phone.

"She doesn’t want to." Dexter stared at Juliet warily and tightened his grip on me.

Juliet sneered. "Sofia, you’ll be torn to shreds if you stay with wild beasts."

Juliet’s gaze was immediately drawn to Dexter. "Dexter, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that she’ll learn some secrets about you and Sophia Milford? Do you think she’s Sophia? She’s not! A fraud is always a fraud."

Dexter’s eyes flashed with anger, and he clenched his fingers until his knuckles were drained of color. I felt like he was ready to attack Juliet.

Juliet’s gentle and kind nature made men want to protect her. It made people trust her completely. In the past, Damien, Jack, and the others decided to believe in Juliet instead of me.

Howe her magic seemed to have failed on Dexter, Dexter saw her as a villain, believing that She was feigning weakness and fragility.

Inexplicably, I felt happy deep down. At last, someone had seen through Juliet’s facade and glimpsed her true nature, even if Dexter was considered a lunatic by others.

In this complex world of truth and deception, it was hard to tell who was considered normal and who was abnormal. Who decided what was considered normal for a person?

"You don’t need to provoke Dexter. Even if he loses control and kills you, you deserve it," I warned Juliet in a chilling tone.

Juliet was scared of Dexter, so she stepped back to keep her distance. She asked softly," Sofia, are you sure you don’t want to talk to me about Sophia Milford?"

I patted Dexter’s hand. "Wait for me here. Everything will be fine."

Dexter hesitated. However, after seeing how determined I was, he finally agreed.

I went up to Juliet. "Let’s go."

Dexter furrowed his brows and glanced at the bodyguard standing not far away. "Follow her."

"How about you?" the bodyguard asked softly.

"Don’t worry about me," Dexter instructed the bodyguard to protect me.

As I prepared to walk through the exit door, I turned around to look at Dexter. He sat on a chair patiently as if eagerly waiting for me to bring him home. After going through the exit door, I turned to Juliet and said, "Speak up if you have something to say, but hurry."

"I didn’t say I would tell you for free," said Juliet in a hoarse voice. She was deeply affected by

Damien’s accident. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"What do you want?" I gazed at Juliet surprisingly.

"Damien is in trouble. I need you to use your influence within the Black family to ensure my safety," Juliet said thoughtfully.

She truly amused me. "Who do you think you are, asking me to protect you with the influence of the Black family? Do you consider yourself an endangered species or do you think I’m a dog lover?"

Juliet was furious; "Sofia, there’s no need for you to be defensive. Despite lacking concrete evidence of your direct connection to the killer, it’s clear that you’re imitating Sophia and using her ways to seduce Dexter. But remember, the truth can never be hidden forever!"

"It’s okay. You’re so shameless. I have to be more assertive to break through you," I retorted.

Juliet got really agitated with me and couldn’t hold herself back anymore. She lost control and shouted, "Sophia and Dexter were in a relationship, but she lost some of her memory. The person she loved was not Damien but Dexter."

I frowned as my heart skipped a beat. I was uncertain if I could trust what Juliet said. "Why are you telling me this?"

"Since you’ve chosen to imitate Sophia, stop pestering and seducing Damien anymore. He belongs to me... You can’t be so greedy. You can’t have both Dexter and Damien," Juliet said, her jealousy seeping through her words.

She likely didn’t anticipate that after getting rid of Sophia, another woman named Sofia would become involved. Due to the intervention, Damien refused to marry her.

After all, the Turner family was her adoptive parents’ family. While they provided for her upbringing, they were not generous with material possessions and property. She had to carve out her own path and fight for everything.

She tried everything to marry Damien because she wanted to marry into a wealthy family.

"If you have something to say, speak now. If not, let’s end the conversation. Psycho!" I reprimanded her and walked away.

Juliet probably didn’t expect me to be firm, so she quickly reached out to hold the exit door.

"Sofia!"