Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Dexter and I stood leaning against the wall, looking at the person warily. To our surprise, it was actually Damien.

Damien glanced through the peephole. "They’re breaking down the door. Someone could pick the lock. It’s not safe in this room."

In Damien’s room, Juliet trembled and cowered in the corner, her eyes swollen and teary. "Damien, you shouldn’t have saved them. They’re nothing but scourge."

I rolled my eyes at her. "Juliet, I can’t believe you’re still alive."

Juliet tightened her grip and glared at me. Ignoring her, I immediately made my way to the balcony." Dexter, let’s climb up from here to get on the deck."

It was rare that Dexter and Damien did not quarrel with each other. Consequently, they pushed the bedside table and coffee table against the door. Juliet glared at me with resentment but remained silent.

Dexter and I ascended to the deck while Damien escorted Juliet to get ready for the climb. "We must make our way up, or else those people won’t let us go."

Juliet gazed at the unfathomable sea below and shook her head in fear. "Damien, I’m scared."

Damien whispered comforting words, "It’s okay, don’t look down."

He still expressed gratitude toward her for saving his life.

"If you ignore her, she’ll manage to come up," I felt annoyed and exclaimed. Clutching onto the swimming ring at the edge, I attempted to ascend. However, the rope securing the swimming ring suddenly gave way. Just as I was on the verge of falling, a hand from above grabbed me.

Dexter heaved a sigh of relief and pushed me. I grasped the hand from above, drawing strength from it to pull myself up. However, I was taken aback to discover that it was Una who had aided me.

She, Jimmy, Zion, and Eason had rushed to the deck with two children and secured the door. For the time being, the deck was safe. However, since we could climb up from the room, our pursuers could easily do so too. It was only a matter of time before they would come up.

"You’re nowhere near as competent as me in any aspect. You’re nothing but a failed experiment," Una said icily, taking every opportunity to deliver her biting sarcasm. It was clear that she was determined to prove that she was the best among all experimental subjects.

I was too lazy to talk to her and instead directed my gaze toward Dexter, whom Zion was helping up." They firmly believe that you’re the president of Crowdstar Group, and they won’t back down. We can’t hide here for long."

Juliet shouted, her voice piercing through the room. It was evident that the door had been forcefully broken open.

I lay down, took a look, and shouted to Damien, "You come up first and leave her alone!"

Damien glanced at me and still decided to rescue Juliet. I sighed, realizing that Damien was truly hopeless.

"Damien still has some kindness within him." Zion felt helpless and planned to rescue them.

I stood aside, remained silent, and made no move to help anyone.

"At the very least, you were in a relationship with him before. How could you not want to save him? You’re

quite cold-hearted, after all." Una’s deliberate provocation was evident in her words. She had explicitly stated that being emotional was a weakness, yet she intentionally said this to irritate me.

"Hah. You’re actually the one who shares the same genes with Sophia. Why don’t you go and rescue him?" I gave Una a sarcastic look.

Down in the room, Juliet was still screaming, crying for someone to save them. "Zion, you’re a police officer. You must come down and save us."

Even in this kind of situation, she was still trying to guilt-trip Zion.

Violette frowned, grasped Zion’s arm, and shook her head at him. She didn’t want Zion to be in danger. In this life-and-death situation, regardless of one’s identity, it was not wrong to not save others.

It was natural to prioritize one’s self-preservation, and risking one’s life to save others might not seem justifiable. Zion should have understood this truth, yet he still chose to proceed.

Damien was outnumbered as many people rushed into the room at once.

Una stood by the railing and shouted, "Damien! Don’t you think it’s not worth sacrificing your life for someone who killed Sophia and took advantage of your kindness too many times?"

Juliet gazed at Una with a mixture of fear and resentment. "Why are you still around!"

She clearly resented Una, treating her as if she were Sophia.

"That’s right. I died so miserably. I had to return and haunt you for a lifetime. Say, do you think Damien would still want to save you if he learned that you weren’t the one who saved his life? Or that he never owed you his life in the first place because it was all a lie?"

Una looked down with her chin raised as if admiring Juliet’s struggle close to death’s door.

Juliet turned pale. "That’s not true."

Una smirked. "I didn’t expose you before because I found it intriguing,"

Eason found a ladder and wanted to lower it so that Juliet could climb up first. Otherwise, Zion and Damien would not be able to come up as they would be burdened by her.

However, Una reached out and snatched the ladder from Eason’s hands.

Eason frowned. "What are you doing?"

Jimmy stepped forward and moved her behind him.

Una smiled. "Isn’t it interesting? Let’s watch on for a while more."

She stood by the barricade and looked at Juliet. "Do you want to come up?"

"Let us up! The person they’re after is Dexter. Why should we suffer because of him? Let us up!" Juliet took a fearful glance at the crowd storming into the room and screamed.

"I’ll let you up as long as you tell Damien why you rescued him in the first place." Una seemed to be enjoying this.

Eason was mildly annoyed. "Go have fun somewhere else. Are Zion and Damien still down there? Dexter, Joel, get the ladder!" As he was blocked by Jimmy, he could only get Joel and Dexter to help.

Dexter looked at me. He wouldn’t move unless I did. Meanwhile, Joel shrugged before hopping over the barricade.

"Are you crazy?" Eason yelled after him.

"Let me get some exercise in." He rolled his neck and joined the fight, swiftly kicking off a guy who was trying to sneak up on Damien and Zion. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Juliet was trembling, but she refused to say a word. Someone charged directly at her with a knife in hand. Una watched indifferently as she screamed and cried for help. There was nothing but a hint of amusement in her eyes.

I frowned. I had to admit, this woman was much more ruthless than I was.

"Yell all you want. The ladder is with me, and I’m not satisfied. You can all die down there for all I care," she said uncaringly.

It wasn’t until the knife broke Juliet’s skin that she started crying out loud. "You’re a monster, you’re all monsters!"

Upon seeing that she was in danger, Damien came to her rescue without a care for his own personal safety. I leaned against the barricade and stared at him. Then, I took the ladder from Una and lowered it. "Let her up first."

Damien looked at me before swiftly averting his gaze. Despite reminding himself that I wasn’t Sophia, he still couldn’t bring himself to make eye contact with me.

Juliet scrambled up the ladder before crying on the floor out of fear. Instead of coming up with her, Damien stayed downstairs and rushed to help Zion and Joel.

He was actually... somewhat kind. However, his kindness was always reserved for other people. Sophia never received any of it.

Either that or all his evilness was directed toward her. He assumed that she could withstand everything he threw at her just because she was inherently evil herself.

"Head up first," he told Zion and Joel.

The three of them were hiding on the balcony. Damien was gripping the glass door with all his might so

that they could climb up.

To be frank, everyone knew that the last person wouldn’t be able to make it onto the deck. No matter how fast you climbed the ladder, you couldn’t possibly be able to make it all the way up before the crowd rushed out.

He probably wasn’t planning on coming up. He was injured, as evident from the blood on his shirt.

As Zion and Joel were going up the ladder, Damien lifted his head to look at me. His gaze was laced with an unexplainable sadness.

"If I told you that it was Sophia who saved you back then and not Juliet, would you regret dying here today?" I lowered my head to ask him.

He didn’t reply until he was struggling with the door.

"Honestly, I found out a while after Sophia died. It wasn’t Juliet who saved me--it was her. That’s why I’m choosing to punish myself via suicide today."

Once the two had gone up the ladder, Damien loosened his grip. The crowd pushed through the glass door and rushed over to the tiny balcony.

"I was wrong, Damien." Juliet suddenly stood up while crying, "The person you’ve been trying to find is your mother. Back then, when I was hiding in Peter Jones’ lab, your mother was the organization member who was working with him."

Damien’s mother was also a member of Genome Society. "She’s the person in charge of the other lab!"

"Please help him. It was me who forced him to protect me. I threatened him with that secret to make him comply.

"He really loved Sophia. He was only willing to continue living to help her discover the truth behind everything," Juliet begged as she cried.

She was begging me and Dexter to save Damien.