Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace



"You were the one who gave Nova his name, right? Was that why you got him to lure me over, so that I could get killed?" I leaned against the door of the car and looked at Carol.

Nova was taken aback. He looked at her and said, ’You didn’t tell me that you wanted to kill her."

I let out a sarcastic laugh. "You really are naive. Those from the laboratory are all too simple-minded. That’s why I don’t blame you for being tricked and used by her as soon as you escaped."

Carol’s goal was to kill everyone in Genome Society and those who were genome-edited. That would mean all of the experimental subjects-including Nova

"I’m sorry, I can’t let all of you live. You shouldn’t have existed in the first place. No one would be able to identify you even if you died,’ she calmly said as she pushed the knife into Nova’s chest.

Nova had completely trusted Carol. He fought with all he had to escape the laboratory alive, yet he ended up dying in her hands once he was no longer of use.

"He probably played a big part in helping you uncover all those laboratories. But to turn on him once he’s no longer useful-you truly are ruthless, Carol," I said with a sigh.

I thought I was cold and emotionless, that I would never be indecisive. But now, I realized that even an ordinary person could be cold enough to turn their backs on everyone they knew.

Compared to Carol’s indifference, I felt as if something had changed inside me. I actually felt sorry for Nova’s death.

Nova looked at Carol in disbelief as he slowly slid down.

"All of you genome-edited humans shouldn’t have existed in the first place. It’s like opening Pandora’s box once the genetic sequence code is altered. I’m saving humankind now. That’s why I have to kill all of you," Carol said, reaching out to close Nova’s eyelids.

To her, genome-edited humans and clones were soulless. That was why it was as easy as cutting a watermelon open when she killed them.

"You!" Nova suddenly grabbed onto Carol’s wrist. Blood dripped out of the corner of his lips as he struggled to say, ’Run-’

He was urging for me to run. Yet, I remained there, looking at Carol coldly. ’Do you really think you can kill me?"

There was no hesitation in Carol as she stabbed Nova’s body once again.

I looked at him-his eyes were filled with reluctance.

In my memories, Nova had looked at me with hopeful eyes when he escaped the lab capsules as an experimental subject. He had longed for the unknown world.

He had probably seen hope when the Rebels rescued him. He probably did not expect to die at the hands of those who had given him that hope.

"I’ve killed you once." Carol got up and smiled. "Now with Dexter out of the picture, it’s easy for me to kill you." She was confident that I had fallen into her trap.

"Both Simeon and Dexter were singing praises of how smart you were, Sophia. Is this what you call smart? How funny!" Her jealousy twisted her expression into something terrifying.

I said, ’Back then, you were sexually assaulted by the director of the orphanage, and he threatened to kill Simeon if you spoke out. I was the one who saved you then. I don’t understand where all this hatred toward me is coming from."

I was just curious why she hated me so much.

"That’s exactly why you should die, Sophia. You’ve seen me at my worst, and you took away the two men I

cared about the most. My brother couldn’t stop talking about you, and the man I loved only had eyes for you!" Carol smiled sardonically as she slowly walked toward me with a knife in hand.

I knew that there were still her men around the area. She had gotten Nova to bring me over just to kill me. "You’re truly crazy," I said with a sarcastic smile. I was buying myself some time.

"Stop talking! It’s time for you to die and go find Dexter!" Carol lunged at me with the knife aimed at my heart. "Put your knife down!" The police cars had surrounded the place. Zion and Eason were aiming their guns at her.

I grabbed Carol’s hand and said with a smile, ’Did you really think that I’d come trusting Nova? I don’t trust anyone."

That was why while it seemed like I had met with Zion and Eason just because I was chasing after Ashton, I was actually warning them that Carol would be looking for me.

She looked at me and frowned. I thought that she was doomed, yet she was smiling. ’Do you think you’ve won, Sophia? This isn’t over between us yet."

After that, Carol dropped the knife and put her hands up, cooperating with the arrest.

"You’re nothing without Dexter," she said.

Carol was trying to provoke me by telling me that I was nothing without Dexter.

Eason stepped forward to restrain her, putting handcuffs on her before getting her into the car. She continued to stare at me defiantly until the police car drove away.

"Call the ambulance!" he yelled when he saw Nova on the ground.

"He’s an experimental subject from the laboratory," I calmly said.

I was about to say that his death would mean nothing since he was just an experimental subject, but I couldn’t do it.

Despite being an experimental subject, he seemed more human than some humans.

"Experimental subjects are still humans! Do you think he wanted to be born that way? Go get the ambulance! We need to save him!" Zion rushed over and pressed down on Nova’s wound, trying to save him.

Nova seemed to have some consciousness left as he looked at me and smiled. Perhaps it was because he heard Zion’s words.

He probably could die without regrets having heard those words in his last moments.

"Carol’s killing is quick and efficient. Nova has no chance of surviving," I said softly, checking his wounds. Both stabs caused fatal wounds.

Despite knowing that there was no chance of survival, Zion and Eason continued to press down on the wound, in hopes of saving Nova.

I would have been perplexed by such behaviors in the past-why continue when you already know there was no chance of survival? But I seemed to be able to understand it now.

This was their last hope. They would start pinning their hopes on a miracle when human effort fell short. Although miracles were rare-they were not impossible.

For a split second, I started to wonder if a miracle would happen to Dexter. I wondered if he would still be alive.

The paramedics carried Nova into the ambulance once it arrived. They were desperately trying to save an unlikely survivor.

I stood frozen in place as I watched the ambulance leave. I then looked at Zion, whose hands were covered in blood.

"You mentioned that Dexter’s DNA was found in the underground laboratory," I softly said.

It usually meant that a person’s body was blown to pieces at an explosion site if their DNA was found, leaving only fragments of their body behind.

Zion eyed me indifferently. As a staunch materialist, he refused to believe in soul reincarnation and would only take me as Una.

"Yes, we detected fragments of Dexter’s tissue on site," Zion struggled to reply.

Finding tissue fragments at the center of the explosion basically meant that Dexter was dead.

Zion and Eason brought their men to search around the orphanage for Carol’s accomplices.

I stood frozen in place. I felt chills running throughout my body.

He was dead... Just like that?

"We can’t afford to delay our plan anymore, Ms. Sofia. The mastermind of Genome Society still hasn’t given up yet.

"We received reliable information that he personally met up with Dayton Sacco, the president of Crowdstar Group. He has already met the person behind the scenes." Yara walked out from the comer.

She had been hiding in the dark. She only came out after confirming that I was Sophia from my conversation with Carolnoveldrama

"Most of the Rebels have already sided with Carol, but she was too cruel and killed too many people. I can’t bear to see any more deaths. When will everything end, Ms. Sofia? Will Mr. Dexter still come back?" Yara asked softly.