Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

The masked woman grinned and gestured to Dexter to step forward. "If you’re not the one, I’ll kill you directly."

She appeared to be waiting for Dexter to fail at unlocking the safe so that she could kill him. I clenched my hands tightly as I stared at the masked woman. At that moment, I struggled to figure out how to ensure Dexter’s survival.

Down below, Zion, Eason, Joel, and the others were also nervously watching the scene.

"Now, if the real president of Crowdstar Group steps forward, all these lives can still be saved. Otherwise, everyone here will die," the masked woman declared, her eyes sweeping across the entire crowd.

The president of Crowdstar Group must have been aboard the cruise ship. If he wasn’t among the people on stage, then he had to be down below. All eyes were fixed on the stage. Everyone was scared. The large banquet hall that was full of people suddenly became very quiet.

"Okay. Go ahead," the masked woman gestured toward the safe and instructed Dexter to unlock it.

I glanced anxiously at Dexter as I took a deep breath. He placed his palm on the safe, and the alarm was not triggered. Everyone watched Dexter with anticipation, hoping that he was the one they were searching for.

Sacrificing Dexter alone might be the solution to save everyone. After all, humans were often filled with negativity and darkness.

"Iris." The Rebels wouldn’t dare to directly attack Dexter. His presence was overpowering and terrifying. Dexter then glanced toward the iris verification.

"Beep... Error! Error!" The safe emitted a loud buzzing alarm.

It wasn’t a match. I gazed at Dexter in disbelief. Wasn’t he the president of Crowdstar Group? Now, even I wasn’t sure.

The masked woman and the Rebels were visibly astonished as well. They glanced around, attempting to identify the president of Crowdstar Group. In stark contrast to the others, Dexter remained unfazed, standing confidently and unruffled.

"You’re playing tricks on us." The masked woman was angry and pointed her gun at Dexter.

Dexter regarded her with a frigid stare, his eyes brimming with desolation. He assumed that she would not dare to pull the trigger.

I tried to move forward in a panic, but the Rebels stopped me. I looked at Dexter in fear, worried that the madwoman would actually shoot him. Thankfully, she didn’t. She looked at Dexter, her arms shaking for some reason. Then, she lowered the gun. She didn’t kill Dexter, but it wasn’t because she was afraid.

Ewan stepped forward and grabbed the masked woman’s wrist to stop her from shooting wildly. "It appears that Dexter isn’t the president of Crowdstar Group. I suggest you don’t go too far."

The masked woman glared angrily at Ewan, appearing out of control. She seemed conflicted, as if she hoped that Dexter would be the president of Crowdstar Group but at the same time dreaded the possibility.

"Keep going, everyone else!" The masked woman shrugged off Ewan’s hand and gestured toward the remaining people.

Those people were all sitting on the ground in fear, their faces pale. Ewan frowned, realizing that the masked woman was losing her mind. As expected, she continuously killed another two people.

"That’s enough," Ewan warned sternly.

I grabbed Dexter’s arm and cast a wary glance at the madwoman. Her behavior was truly unhinged. Dexter furrowed his brows and turned to Ewan. However, he didn’t look at Dexter and just stood in front of the woman.

The woman gazed down with a look of madness in her eyes. "I know you’re on the cruise. If you refuse to come out now, I’ll continue to kill the passengers."

After saying that, she pointed the gun at me. I knew she truly wanted to kill me, but she had some reservations. Dexter looked at her angrily and stood in front of me to protect me.

"Is she really that important to you?" the masked woman asked, her voice filled with madness.

Dexter didn’t answer her. His actions had already revealed everything to her.

"In that case, I’ll let you die for her!" the masked woman yelled at Dexter as she prepared to shoot.

I was utterly terrified, my heart racing.

"Stop the killing!" A sharp, trembling voice came from the crowd at this moment.

Everyone turned to look. Amidst the crowd, Dayton was visibly shaking, his eyes filled with tears. "Stop the killing. I’m the president of Crowdstar Group. I built the business from the ground up without my family’s knowledge and founded Crowdstar."

Dayton’s voice trembled as he spoke. All eyes turned toward him, but only a few truly believed his words. Dayton had previously taken a stand for that woman and claimed that he was the president. However, he had already taken the test and failed.

"You’re way too kind." The masked woman snorted coldly before redirecting her gaze toward Dexter, intending to resume shooting.

"It’s really me!" Dayton pushed everyone aside and walked forward.

We all observed as he went up the stage. He peeled off a film from his palm and proceeded to remove contact lenses that resembled cosmetic ones from his eyes. Positioning his hand on the safe, he then aligned his eyes.

"The match is successful, unlocking..."

Everyone was in shock as they looked at Dayton. I was also taken aback. He seemed like a frail scion, incapable of looking after himself. It was unbelievable that he could hide so effectively. He even knew how to protect himself and blend in among the crowd.

"Crowdstar is my property, but I didn’t want anyone to know that. I sensed there might be danger today. My initial intention was to protect my property and keep my existence a secret," Dayton lowered his head and said in a hushed tone.

I was surprised as I glanced at Dayton. I then turned to Dexter. Dexter remained silent, simply holding my hand. If it was Dayton, that would be the best result.

The Sacco family indeed held influential power in Huma. It was quite plausible that they covertly backed Dayton to become the president of Crowdstar Group.

"I’ve had autism since I was a child. I was born with it. It’s not very severe, but I don’t like to communicate with people and prefer to hide. My father and grandfather found it embarrassing and wanted to keep it a secret.

"They pushed me to socialize like a normal person, but I just wanted to hide. It would be best if no one knew me," Dayton murmured, looking down at the ground.

Indeed, he seemed quite autistic. Below the stage, the wealthy people were astonished. Dayton, the seemingly unassuming scion, was the president of Crowdstar Group. It was a true testament to the fact that one should not judge a person by one’s appearance.

"He’s so uninteresting and too kind. I can’t believe that he’s actually a genius."

"The president of Crowdstar Group is a young genius."

"Then it’s a match. But what’s the point of being a genius? You also need to have an influential father. The Sacco family is undoubtedly one of the most exceptional in Huma. They gave their son the chance to start a business with several hundred million, which gives him a much better chance of success than us."

Many people were already discussing the situation beneath the stage. Genome Society’s ship had already approached the cruise ship from the moment the safe was opened, and their people had already boarded the ship. They had been eagerly awaiting this moment.

"They’re on board," Ewan said, his voice filled with caution as his gaze turned toward the outside.

The masked woman was intent on killing more people, but Ewan stopped her. "You’ve already set the wolfhounds loose from the underground lab cabin. We can’t remain on this cruise. We need to leave as soon as possible!"

The masked woman glared at me and Dexter, her reluctance palpable. She must’ve thought that it was a pity Dexter wasn’t revealed as the president of Crowdstar Group.

"What happened?" I inquired Dexter gently.

Dexter shook his head. "I’ll explain it to you after we leave."

I agreed. "We have to protect Dayton no matter what."

However, Ewan and the masked woman brought Dayton along when they left. After all, he was the president of Crowdstar Group, a person coveted by both Genome Society and the Rebels.

"Someone is on board to save us!" the crowd erupted in cheers.

Little did they know, these people were not here to rescue them. Their intentions only revolved around saving Dayton, the president of Crowdstar Group and their primary financial sponsor.

As the excitement grew and the Rebels prepared to retreat, a biting sound could be heard coming from outside the door of the banquet hall.

"Wolfhounds! They eat people! They’re monsters created on this cruise!"

"Help!"

There was chaos on the scene again, with people screaming and fleeing. The Rebels planned to reveal all the scandals on the cruise. Members of Genome Society had come to kill them, but the Rebels had taken Dayton away. This wasn’t the end.

These passengers would not receive any rescue because Genome Society wanted them to die at sea more than the Rebels.

I had a bad feeling as I anxiously glanced at Dexter. It was clear that these people came on board to kill everyone while pinning the blame on others. Their ultimate goal was to ensure that no one would escape alive.