Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

"When the police were investigating the missing teenagers, they discovered that all the teenagers left their homes by their own will."

"They all went somewhere without surveillance cameras and disappeared.

There was surveillance footage of their faces, but their eyes were lifeless. They were obviously drugged."

Eason handed me the investigation report.

"And they were all in contact with Sophia."

I snapped up to look at Eason.

"What do you mean..."

"All the missing teenagers had Asperger’s syndrome and were particularly talented in a specific field. However, they were born to have social difficulties and refused to communicate with others."

"Their parents would hire similar–aged tutors to help them adapt to society. When Sophia was still a minor, she was their tutor."

Eason frowned.

He was confident that Sophia must have had something to do with the teenagers’ disappearance.

"How is that possible..."

My head was throbbing, and I could hear a ringing in my ear.

"Sophia was just a normal student. How could she tutor geniuses..."

I refused to believe in what he said. I was no genius; I was just an average student.

I was just another student who was preparing for the college entrance exam.

"That was a disguise."

Eason scoffed. He looked up photos of a few yellowed exam papers on his phone.

"These are exam questions for the advanced class. Dexter may have written the questions, but look at who answered the questions."

I took Eason’s phone and gasped because it looked like my handwriting.

"Sophia was a genius. A genius who pretended to be average," Eason said icily.

He believed that Sophia was more than what she seemed on the outside.

"I got these photos from Dexter. He treasured them a lot. Even though he refused to admit it was Sophia who answered the questions, you can’t alter the handwriting."

"Sophia got everything right. She was a monster who scored full marks."

In Eason’s opinion: humans couldn’t possibly score full marks in the advanced class. To him, Sophia was a monster.

Nobody suspected Sophia since she died. Otherwise, she would’ve been rather suspicious,

"Sophia was a genius. She was very talented in chemistry. She could formulate various psychoactive drugs with raw materials, which allowed her to control people.

That way, no police report would be done, and the police wouldn’t know where to start."

Eason must have added his deductions.

He deduced that Sophia had created some psychoactive drug to control the teenagers with Asperger’s syndrome so that they would leave their homes voluntarily.

Then, she kidnapped them at a remote location.

As I held Eason’s phone, my fingers trembled.

That was impossible. I refused to believe him.

I must’ve been a minor then. How could I possibly have done such things?

I had no memories of such things...

"My head hurts..."

Suddenly, my head began to ache tremendously.

"Sofia?"

Eason saw that I was stumbling. He stared cautiously at me.

I leaned against the bed. My head hurt so much that I started to feel dizzy.

"Sophia!"

Damien rushed in hurriedly.

He must’ve heard about the accident and how Dexter took me away.

Damien glared at Eason before carrying me away.

I was too weak to fight back. My head felt like it was about to explode.

"Sophia, are you okay?"

When I regained consciousness, Damien was seated next to my bed.

He gazed at me anxiously, looking very worried.

"I told you. He can’t protect you," he whispered. He sounded guilty and regretful.

He implied that I shouldn’t have left the Coleman residence and left with Dexter.

I ignored Damien and closed my eyes again.

A voice in my head told me what he actually meant. "You can’t run, Sophia. You can’t run."

"Is Sofia awake?"

As Eason walked in, he asked Zion and Violette, who were standing by the door.

Violette rolled her eyes at Eason.

"What did you say to trigger her again?"

Eason looked at her innocently. "I just told her about Sophia! I suspect Sophia used to be a genius and that she must’ve been behind the teenagers who disappeared!"

Violette looked at Eason as if he were crazy.

"Are you mad? Sophia was a good student and had good grades. And she was always at the top of our class. But she’s far from being a genius!"

"Also, she would even mourn over a dead stray cat. How can you accuse her of being responsible for the missing people?"

"That was after the accident." Eason felt frustrated. "Have you ever thought of the possibility that Sophia was only putting up a disguise post–accident, hiding her talents and pretending to be an average person?"

"Do you really think that Sophia was innocent?"

Eason looked at Zion.

"You should investigate Sophia."

"She’s too clean..." Actually, Zion has had his suspicions. "Sophia and the Carlson family’s profiles were too clean. They operated a small business, yet they insisted on doing charity even when they were on the brink of bankruptcy."

"They’re kind... but something feels off."

"Something’s not right with the Milford family. Something’s up with Sophia too," Eason sneered.

"You’re a bunch of madmen. Why are you criticizing and suspecting the good people? You can’t even Identify the killer. How useless..." Violette softly cursed.

"You failed to find the killer, so you’re pushing the blame to the victim. Why don’t you say that Sophia knocked herself out, killed herself, then put herself up to be displayed in a glass cabinet?"

Eason and Zion were silent. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

There wasn’t sufficient evidence.

"But there’s one thing... Dexter’s direction was right. He said that if he entered the asylum, a murder case would happen again. Everything was pointed toward Martin Black..."

Eason looked at Zion.

Dexter voluntarily admitted himself into the asylum to prove Sophia’s Innocence. He did it so that Martin would drop his guard and reveal his true colors.

But they didn’t have sufficient evidence

that proved Martin to be behind the two murder cases.

"He’s crazy," Damien cursed Dexter.

I turned my back on Damien and listened to the conversation between Eason and Zion. I kept quiet.

The situation had gotten complicated.

"Sophia... I asked the doctor, and you need to rest. You can be discharged today. I’ll take you home."

Damien wanted to bring me to the Coleman residence.

"You’ll be safe if you stay by my side. Dexter is crazy and a disaster. He’ll only bring you more trouble."

"My husband’s back. I should go home with him," I warned Damien. I refused to go with him.

Damien was silent for a moment. Then, he said, "Sophia, Dexter killed someone..."

It was a whisper, but it sounded like a threat.

I glared at him. I knew that he wanted to take advantage of the fact that Dexter killed Dax.

"It was self–defense."

"I wouldn’t have said anything if he was normal. But he’s crazy!" Damien gazed at me with a conflicted look.

It seemed like he was adamant about "rescuing me from Dexter."

"Are you crazy, Damien? She won’t go home with you. You should hurry back to Juliet." Violette opened the door and signaled Damien to leave.

Damien glared at her.

"If you weren’t Sophia’s friend, I would get rid of you."

He thought that Violette was noisy.

Zion frowned and stood protectively in front of Violette.

"That’s very prideful of you, Mr. Coleman."

Damien gazed warningly at Zion.

Then, Damien said, "Sophia, Ewan is going to the charity banquet to meet the president of Crowdstar Group, right? Without his support, Dexter will get killed by Martin."

My heart dropped. I was aware that Damien could disrupt the business collaboration.

"You asshole..." I looked up at Damien.

"I don’t care what you think about me... I can’t let you stay by his side. This child.... Since the beginning.

Dexter never wanted to keep the child. He may have schemed for Martin to cause your abortion!" Damien’s eyes reddened, and he seemed angry.

"How shameless," Violette cursed.

"You’ll believe me... one day." Damien picked me up from the bed. His bodyguards stopped Zion and Violette.

"Sophia, I won’t repeat my mistakes. I won’t let you die in that madman’s hands a second time."