Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

As my consciousness faded, I slipped into unconsciousness.

I knew all too well that Nancy was redirecting her anger toward me. Before the leader of Genome Society could reprimand her, she would undoubtedly take it out on me.

As I had anticipated, I found myself in the operating room upon Nancy had intentionally prevented the anesthetist from numbing me before forcibly extracting my premolar.

Feeling the pain and tasting blood in my mouth, I clenched my fists. I pounded the bed in anguish.

"Feeling the pain?" Nancy’s voice dripped with fury as she held my tooth with forceps.

"Sofia Miller, you implanted such a sophisticated locator in your tooth just to reveal the location of our laboratory, didn’t you?"

"I knew it... You’re a wildcard. Reincarnation is nothing but a fabrication to entice Genome Society’s interest in you, luring them to bring you back!"

I was stunned, staring at the tooth Nancy was holding.

Why was there a locator in my tooth? I hadn’t undergone any dental procedures since my reincarnation... which implied it was Sofia who had implanted it.

A shiver raced down my spine as I pondered. Was Sofia a member of the Rebels?

"I’ve told the organization countless times there’s no such thing as soul reincarnation technology in the world! Yet they persisted in bringing you back, believing you can offer more value..." Nancy flung the tooth aside and seized my neck.

"You’re not the reincarnated Sophia Milford. You’re Sofia Miller. You deceived yourself just as much as you deceived us." Nancy’s sudden smile hinted at a revelation.

Then, she turned to the mercenaries, her gaze piercing. "Did you uncover what I requested?"

"We’ve apprehended Peter Jones’ daughter," the mercenaries responded.

Linda? Had they brought Linda here?

I struggled vigorously, spitting out blood before managing to speak, "What are you going to do to Linda? I truly have no idea what you’re talking about!"

"You’ll find out soon," Nancy said firmly, grabbing my hair and gesturing for the others to escort me to the interrogation room.

Nancy seemed determined to unearth the truth before facing any consequences from Genome Society. Feeling a rising sense of dread, I followed Nancy to the interrogation room. Inside, Linda was bound to a chair. She was screaming and shaking her head. It was clear they had drugged her.

"My dad... knows Sofia Miller..." Linda’s words confirmed Sofia’s connection to Peter.

"After Sophia Milford’s death, my dad had Sofia Miller assume her identity, claiming it would attract attention from Genome Society and the conglomerates, prompting them to bring her back as a valuable subject. Then... the location of the laboratory would be exposed..."

"My dad is a member of the Rebels.... One of the masterminds behind the serial murder case..." Linda’s voice cracked with anguish. Tears streamed down her face as she clenched her fists tightly.

In essence, Peter was both a victim and a perpetrator in the serial murder case. Juliet was merely one of his pawns.

His true aim was to dismantle Genome Society.

"We received news from the hospital today that Peter is dead," Nancy said coldly, seizing my hair once more. "I must admit, Peter was quite cunning. Who would’ve guessed he was one of the leaders of the Rebels?"

Indeed, it was unfathomable that the psychiatrist trusted by Genome Society was also a key figure in the Rebels.

"The inspectors in Huma have uncovered the mastermind behind the serial murder case. In the basement of an old asylum, they found evidence of Peter’s murder plan as well as proof of his purchase of the ruins in the north of Myrindara."

"Peter has been scheming everything for years... Sophia Milford’s parents and Andy Black, they were all founders of the Rebels..."

Nancy took out her phone and showed me the day’s news, titled "Serial murder case solved! Peter Jones, the renowned psychiatrist, revealed as the true culprit!"

The serial murder case was declared solved. However, was Peter the sole orchestrator behind it all? Was this truly the end of the serial murder case?

"She’s not Sophia Milford... She’s Sofia Miller..." Linda trembled uncontrollably, as if unable to resist the effects of the drug. "She was hypnotized to believe she’s Sophia Milford..."

According to Linda’s statement, Sofia and Peter were colluding together. I was never Sophia Milford; I had always been Sofia Miller.

Sophia had died since the police discovered her body in that glass cabinet. Peter’s hypnosis had successfully deceived me into believing otherwise.

Nancy grabbed my hair, slamming my head against the wall. Blood trickled down my forehead.

Ha... What a joke I was.

"Sofia Miller, you and Peter were in cahoots. Peter was always a traitor to the organization." Nancy tightened her grip on my hair, forcing me to look at Linda.

"Did you hear what she said? Her father hypnotized you, making you forget everything and implanting Sophia’s memories into you. All this was to fabricate the illusion that you were Sophia Milford reincarnated."

"Peter provided you with lots of Sophia’s information, including the experimental records and observation diary the organization had on her... You studied them thoroughly so that you could easily impersonate Sophia."

Nancy smiled and continued, "You’re not Sophia Milford. You’re Sofia Miller! To make it more convincing, Peter had to help you deceive yourself. Only when you believed yourself to be Sophia Milford would others believe you..."

Nancy looked at me with pity in her eyes. "You’re nothing but a poor creature who doesn’t even know who you are..."

"Peter’s hypnosis made you firmly believe that you’re Sophia Milford. So when you woke up in Sofia Miller’s body, you believed you had reincarnated..."

"This was just a false premise, a ploy you and Peter came up with to reveal the existence of Genome Society, to expose us to the police..."

Nancy suddenly pushed me away. She instructed her assistant in a low voice, "Get rid of her and throw her into the sea. Make it look like a suicide."

Sofia Miller had a social identity, so Nancy couldn’t dispose of me like other experimental subjects and leave no trace behind.

Nancy’s assistant was visibly nervous. "But there might be consequences if our superiors find out we acted without orders. Plus, Crowdstar Group has just taken her under their wing. If we kill her now- "

Nancy interrupted her with a sharp slap across her assistant’s face, her composure unraveling. "I said, kill her! I’ll take the blame alone! We’ll simply inform Crowdstar Group that she died on her own! This woman must die no matter what!"

Her assistant glanced at me anxiously, clearly concerned about potential repercussions from higher-ups. "Why involve others when you can do it yourself? Don’t you have the courage?" I challenged, leaning against the wall and forcibly swallowing the blood in my mouth.

My heart throbbed with pain. Despite the evidence, I struggled to accept that I was not Sophia Milford but Sofia Miller.

If it were true, it wouldn’t be fair to Dexter...

So, my memories were implanted through hypnosis, huh? It seemed that I had fooled myself quite effectively.

"What are you waiting for? Kill me!" I shouted at Nancy, realizing that my chance of survival in Nancy’s laboratory was nonexistent.

Believing Linda’s and Nancy’s words had left me hopeless.

If I was indeed Sofia Miller, then I should end it all here and now. That way, I wouldn’t have to continue deceiving Dexter.

Dexter had suffered enough from losing the real Sophia Milford. Now that he had another Sophia Milford with him, I should let him spend the rest of his life with her.

"Do you think I wouldn’t dare?" Nancy sneered, turning around to retrieve highly concentrated drugs from the medicine cabinet. "Once I inject this into your bloodstream, you’ll be gone in seconds!"

Nancy’s face contorted with grim determination as she approached me with the syringe. Her assistant tried to intervene but was mercilessly kicked away.

"I don’t give a damn whether you’re Sofia Miller or Sophia Milford. Both of you deserve to die! Especially Sophia Milford... If it weren’t for her, Andy wouldn’t have died..."

Suddenly, she chuckled darkly. "Well, it’s not so bad now that he’s dead... After all, he never loved me... So, it’s good that he’s gone..."

It all clicked into place for me. Nancy had been consumed by unrequited love for Andy Black, driving her to madness.

"Andy Black didn’t have any feelings for you..." I taunted her with a cold smile.