Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Dexter ignored Damien, took my hand, and proudly declared his sovereignty. "She’s my wife. It’s official."

Damien’s expression darkened. Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and uttered, "You can get divorced even after getting married."

"I won’t get a divorce," Dexter replied.

"Dexter!" Damien appeared angry and ready to confront him.

Dexter hid behind me with an innocent look. "Sophia, he’s so aggressive. He wanted to kill me down there just now."

I frowned at Damien and gave him a warning look.

Damien appeared to be losing his mind. "Me? It was pitch-black down there. How could I even know where he was? Don’t listen to his nonsense. Dexter, have you gone mad?"

Damien was usually aloof. However, he was definitely upset facing Dexter, who feigned innocence.

Dexter took cover behind me and said aggrievedly, "He injured my wound further. It was extremely painful and started bleeding."

Dexter deliberately exposed the wound on his arm. As expected, a distressed look crossed my face. He then lay contentedly on my shoulder.

Eason was disdainful. "Let’s go. Leave him here to fend for himself. He’s good at pretending."

Joel had been a bit absent-minded and appeared slightly preoccupied. Upon regaining his awareness, he cast a glance at Dexter, then lowered his head and left. He no longer exuded the same vibrancy as before.

"Everything he says is false," Damien insisted, trying to persuade me to believe him.

"Sophia, he can’t be trusted. Both he and Juliet might be working under Peter. The Coleman family is also one of the investors in Genome Society. He’s an investor himself..." Dexter complained to me in a hushed tone.

Damien clenched his fists, his eyes brimming with an intense desire to kill Dexter.

"I believe you two make a great pair. Enjoy your time together," I stated calmly. I then gently pushed Dexter away before turning on my heel and exiting.

He clung to me aggrievedly. "Sophia, it hurts so much."

Violette walked in front, supporting the injured Quinn. Juliet was clearly isolated and left alone after her identity was exposed. She was also injured, but she walked behind alone. The crazy principal was left to fend for himself as no one cared about him.

"Damien..." Juliet called out.

Damien paused and gazed at Juliet with a complex expression.

Juliet grinned sarcastically. "You’ve always been aware that I worked for Peter... In fact, even before Sophia’s passing, you knew about Coleman Group’s secret funding of Genome Society, right?" Damien remained silent and did not respond.

"Damien, you’ve always known that Sophia was the result of genetic experiments. That’s why you’re so confident, so certain that she won’t die. How can a genetically modified monster die? She’s so good at disguise," Juliet said in a low Voice.

Damien remained silent as he walked alongside Juliet. He was only aware that Juliet could not die just yet. She kept many secrets about Genome Society and the Godmaker Project. "Why don’t you explain to her? Aren’t you convinced that she’s Sophia? Or... are you starting to waver?" Juliet sneered.

"Understanding the truth can be unsettling. Sophia is gone, irreplaceable. No one will ever be able to truly take her place no matter how similar they may seem or how memories intertwine." Damien frowned. "Perhaps there is truly a miracle in this world."

Juliet smiled. "A miracle? The real miracle is that you and I have found ourselves in this hellish place. Whether we can make it out alive is still unknown."

I stopped and looked back at Juliet. "Peter should have located you by now, shouldn’t he? Why hasn’t he brought anyone in?"

Juliet gazed at me, her voice dropping to a hush. "He can’t afford to act recklessly and tip off the enemy. The mastermind behind this game is right here among us. He’s also seeking to uncover the identity, whether it’s you, Dexter, or any one

of us."

I sneered and said sarcastically, "So, it seems that there are people who can cause Peter to have a headache and feel fear too."

This piqued my curiosity even further... Who was the person responsible for it? Was it someone among us?

I scanned the remaining few people still alive. None of them appeared to be the mastermind. To my dismay, however, he was among us...

We went through the safe passage to the 14th floor.

I raised my arm and stopped the people behind me.

Standing beside me, Dexter looked downward and stared at the red laser beam on the floor.

The beam of light stood out more than usual in the dark.

A snapping sound was heard.

Dexter had briefly touched the ray with his foot before swiftly retracting it. The sensor mechanism made a sound before a small, metal marble dropped down from above. It gradually rolled along the track and fell on the floor.

The wooden plates rapidly fell like dominos.

Subsequently, the entire 14th floor lit up.

It was a spacious and barren room without any form of cover in sight.

The dominos were still falling. Afterward, the word "death" appeared on the ground.

"Dramatic." Eason rolled his eyes.

Zion furrowed his brows and glanced around the entire floor carefully. "Something’s not right."

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star..." A young girl’s voice rang out from the empty space.

A small distance ahead, a girl in a red dress was playing with marbles on the floor.

"Hey, little missy!" Eason yelled.

She didn’t seem to be able to hear him and continued playing with her marbles.

"I’ll go check it out." Zion wanted to cross the red beam of light in order to check on the girl.

"It’s a hologram," Dexter said, holding Zion back. "That girl is a hologram."

Zion halted and stared at Dexter in bewilderment. "Has hologram technology become so advanced?"

"Light, setting, where we’re positioned-that’s why it looks so realistic," Eason explained.

Damien picked up a stone from the ground and threw it in the direction of the girl. As expected, it went right through her body. It was clear that it was indeed a hologram.

"That lunatic gathered us here to watch a movie?" Eason scoffed, frowning.

Joel remained silent at the side. Since Carol’s death, he’d begun acting like a different person. He was no longer as energetic as he used to be. It was like he constantly had something on his mind. "What’s wrong with the kid? Did the chainsaws spook him?" Eason asked Dexter in a hushed voice.

Dexter ignored him.

"He’s been like this since Carol died..." Eason mumbled. He felt a chill down his back. He lifted his head and took a closer look at Joel.

Joel remained silent with his head lowered.

"Simmy..."

All of a sudden, Carol’s voice rang out from the barren hallway.

At the end of the hallway, the woman stood there drenched in blood, smiling as she called out Simeon’s name.

Everyone was shocked.

"Hell... He even used Al to bring back the dead? Are these lunatics technology to show off or something?" Eason

However, Joel froze at the sight. He then instinctively dashed past the red beam toward the end of the hallway.

"Joel!" I wanted to grab him, but it was too late.

He had already rushed in.

Dexter frowned.

Joel ran for a bit before he stepped on some sort of trap.

He turned around and looked at Dexter. He furrowed his eyebrows, his expression turning grim.

"That... isn’t a hologram," he said.

Dexter’s expression darkened as well.

I didn’t quite understand what Joel meant. I was just about to ask when the floor beneath his feet swiftly opened. He fell in, and the floor closed up again.

"Joel!" we all screamed, but there were only echoes in the empty space.

My breathing hastened as I stared at Dexter.

Joel just fell in. We did not even know if he was alive.

In the distance, Carol slowly left our field of vision.

Before she left, she turned around and flashed everyone a smile.

The smile was horrifying.

Quinn sobbed out loud, "Carol...."

She wanted to go over too, but I reached out and held her back.

She stared at me with reddened eyes and said, "Carol looks so lonely. I want to go keep her company."

Frowning, I cautiously glanced around as I kept my hold on Quinn.

Not to my surprise, some sort of

white gas was being emitted

the ceiling. It was causing

hallucinations, making people walk

forward involuntarily.

"Dexter..." My voice was slightly weakened.

Zion shook his head vigorously. "Hold your breath... Violette."

However, Violette’s gaze was fixated on what was ahead.

"Sophia... They’re calling me, Sophia..."

I mustered all my strength to restrain her, but she’d fallen under the gas’ influence anyway.