Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

My phone rang. I glanced over and saw that it was from Cole.

I had asked him to keep watch on Violette. I wasn’t expecting results to come in so fast. "Hello?"

Cole said, "Hello, miss. My men reported that Violette left the house a little after you left. She went to the supermarket, bought some fruits, and went to the asylum before heading back home. There’s nothing unusual.

I narrowed my eyes. She bought some fruits and went to the asylum.

Sarah was currently at the asylum.

It seemed like Dexter’s suspicion was correct.

He did not fully trust Violette, which was why he was also putting on an act. It was likely that rescuing Sarah from Genome Society was part of his plan.

I turned to look at Dexter. That was smart of him.

"Zion and Eason are here, miss. Ms. Ewing informed me of their arrival through the internal phone after I ended the call with Cole.

I gave a warning glare to Dexter. "Stay put and don’t try any tricks with me.’

He looked at me in an aggrieved manner, looking down to tug at the chain on his neck. He then looked up with teary eyes at me, saying, ’It hurts, Sophia."

My chest tightened, and I felt myself about to relent. I gritted my teeth and looked away. What was with his pitiful act?

"You have to endure it even if it hurts, Dexter. This is your punishment for leaving me." I grabbed the chain on his neck and kissed his lips hard without hesitation.

It seemed like I no longer needed to suppress my feelings with him locked up now. Wasn’t it supposed to be like this when you liked someone? After all, he used to do that in the past.

Dexter looked at me and blinked his teary eyes innocently. He was still trying to seduce me. ’I won’t try to escape, Sophia. Can you please let me go?"

He was hoping that I would remove the chain on him.

"It’ll depend on your performance. I can remove this, but not now." I placed a hand on his uninjured leg and said, "I’ll break this leg of yours too if you try to play tricks to leave again."

I narrowed my eyes as I threatened Dexter. When I saw that he was still feigning innocence, I moved my hand to his crotch area. "Or I’ll break this too."

He drew in a sharp breath. His fear of me was shown on his face.

Upon seeing him afraid, I raised my brows in satisfaction and turned to leave. It was fun to tease him as well.

Eason and Zion were in the living room. They seemed to hesitate to speak up.

Eason started, ’Are you really Sophia?"

I looked at him and said, ’You liked Simeon."

Eason hurried over to cover my mouth, but I ducked away from him.

"You wanted to become a woman when you were younger. Your parents often beat you up when they found you crossdressing." I calmly said.

This was a secret shared between Eason and Simeon. He had never told anyone else other than Simeon. Eason looked at me in shock. "You even knew about this?" There was a look of revulsion on his face.

"You told Simeon yourself, and Simeon is now Joel. Joel told Dexter, and Dexter told Sophia-which is me, "I replied with raised brows, sitting on the couch.

Eason started cursing, "That blabbermouth, Simeon. This is supposed to be a secret between the two of us, but now, everyone knows about it!"

"Just get to the point. Why are you here?’ I urged them to move on. Time was precious, and I still needed to deal with Dexter until he no longer felt like escaping.

"We’re here for Joel," Eason said with a sigh before sitting down. "Joel disappeared after what happened to you and Dexter. I’ve been looking for him but couldn’t find him, so I thought something might have happened to him."

"Joel is Simeon, and Carol is his sister. He shouldn’t be in any danger." I figured that there were definitely more secrets and plans between Joel and Dexter.

"Carol has a severe mental illness, so she has been sent to the asylum. Based on the evaluation and legal requirements, she needs to be supervised outside of prison, Eason said, but he hesitated to continue.

"I’ll explain instead. Carol went missing after being sent to the asylum. We checked the surveillance footage and saw that it might be Joel who helped her to escape," Zion said impatiently.

"I could tell it was him at first glance, but I kept quiet. I was afraid that he might become a fugitive." Eason rubbed his temples.

He really did have his personal agenda.

"Joel must have had his own goal. You should trust him," I looked at Eason and said.

"I trust him, but he refuses to contact me. I’m just worried," he hesitantly said.

I never realized that he was this awkward. Whenever he fought with Joel, neither of them held back in throwing punches at each other. They always ended up with bruises everywhere.

"Do you want to meet him?" I asked, looking at Eason.

He nodded and replied, "I want to."

There were things Eason wanted to ask Joel personally.

"Okay, I’ll help you," I agreed easily.

Eason looked at me suspiciously and asked, "That fast? Don’t you have any hidden agendas?"

"Of course, I do. I’m not one to make losing deals," I said, smiling at both of them. "I want to meet Sarah’s brother."

I was talking about Floyd.

Eason and Zion exchanged glances. "What value does he still hold?"

"Stop asking questions," l interrupted their words.

Eason nodded and said, "Alright, I’ll contact him for you."

"Keep it lowkey." The fewer people who know, the better. Sarah couldn’t be ’exposed" just yet.

"Alright."

I walked out of the living room after Eason and Zion left. I watched as Ms. Ewing watered the flowers in the courtyard.

"You used to take care of Sarah, Ms. Ewing. What kind of person was she?" I asked, looking at her.

"Well.." Ms. Ewing replied after a long pause. "She was a pitiful person."

"Can you tell me in detail?" Smiling, I explained, "It’s a bit sad how I’m actually her clone. I kind of felt some maternal connection to Sarah, and I want to understand her more."

I couldn’t even fully trust Ms. Ewing now that I had found out about Sarah’s identity.

If Sarah was truly a rare genius, then we might be dealing with a complex web of conspiracies, where one plot would lead to another.

Ms. Ewing gave it some thought before saying, "She was smart-just like you, miss. The only thing was that she wasn’t clear-headed when it comes to feelings. Anyone could tell that Andy didn’t truly love her and might be playing with her feelings, yet she still believed that he loved her."

I raised my brows. Was Sarah really a lovestruck fool?

I started to get suspicious about how a lovestruck fool could become the regional leader of Genome Society in Othard in such a short time.

Did she snap out of it after killing Andy? That was likely impossible.

Irecalled the letters Sarah wrote to Andy. Was she truly unable to tell those weren’t from Andy? Yet, she still responded to each letter.

What exactly was she up to? Just how extensive of a web had she woven?

What role did Andy play in her life? And who was Violette’s father?

"Sarah was held back by poverty back in that era. She would’ve been an outstanding student if she had had access to a good education from the start. What a shame". Ms. Ewing shook her head, feeling regretful.