Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Dexter’s world lit up from the moment Sophia showed up in his life.

He had always been the one protecting others while suffering on his own, but he finally had someone to protect him. Sophia would shield him and teach the bullies a lesson in her own way.

Like an emotionless robot, she would grab a knife whenever she and Dexter were bullied. She would then stab her bullies mercilessly while avoiding all their vitals.

It seemed like fate that he was attracted to her.

"He’s mine. I’ll kill all of you if you bother him again!’ Sophia shielded Dexter as she warned the others from bullying him.

She probably was obsessed with beautiful faces when she was younger. Despite being emotionally numb, she could still tell beautiful faces from ugly ones

Dexter was very good-looking when he was younger. Sophia would cup his face and study his eyes. "Your eyes are lovely. If you can’t keep your eyes on me all the time, I’ll gorge them out and bring them home." He blinked. He only had eyes for her anyway.

Their encounter when they were younger shaped their current fate. It was as if everything was destined to happen.

"When will you stop, Carol? You’ve already taken everything away from Sophia.’ Joel was looking at Carol as he leaned against the wall.

She had already taken everything away from Sophia.

He continued, "Dexter wanted to let Sophia live an ordinary life. He erased her memories and made her stay with the Colemans."

"You were the one who deliberately arranged for Juliet and Damien to meet. You continued to plot against Damien so that he would hate and distrust Sophia, which ended up hurting her."

Joel was aware of everything that had happened. Carol had always been plotting against Sophia. Ever since she knew Sophia, she had been competing against her every second of her life.

"Why would you say that I’ve taken everything from her?’ Carol asked with a chuckle.

She stole from Genome Society and ended the lives of Sophia’s parents. She was the one who deliberately spread the news that her parents were betrayers of Genome Society and got them killed.

Carol was the one who seized control of the Rebels from Sophia. She was the one who made Damien hurt Sophia and allowed Juliet to plot against Sophia. She was the one who killed Sophia with her own hands.

But even so, there was something she could never take away from Sophia.

Carol said, "There’s still Dexter.’

Dexter was the one thing she could never take away from Sophia.

Carol had an obsessive possessiveness toward him-she wanted to take everything away from Sophia. It wasn’t love in the traditional sense. It was insulting to label what she felt as "love". She had never loved anyone-not even herself or Simeon. She was just a born scoundrel.

"Dexter and Sophia are one. You can never take him away from her," Joel said in a deep voice. "Even if life tears apart, you can never tear them apart."

He was mocking Carol for not understanding what love was.

Her gaze turned sinister as she looked at Joel. She grabbed his collar and said, "You’re my brother. I know that you’re ambitious, and I can help you achieve everything.

"It doesn’t matter to me whether they’re in love. What I want is the knowledge in his head-the genetic code of reincarnation which he used to bring you back to me!"

If Carol were to obtain this skill, it would be the same as having the key to the largest mine in the world.

She would be able to stand at the pinnacle of power and wealth, heartlessly mocking and manipulating everyone else.

Carol was a master of disguise, and she was best at creating immersive game worlds. She wanted to turn the whole world into her playground.

She would trample all over those so-called elitists, politicians, and the wealthy. She would watch them

greedily crawl under her feet, fighting each other just to obtain ’immortality’.

"You’re truly a lunatic," Joel said, chuckling as he leaned against the wall. "But you’re right."

Carol smiled and grabbed him by the chin. "That’s my little brother. I knew it-we’re biological siblings, so our line of thoughts have always been the same."

To her, Simeon was her true kindred spirit-sharing the same bloodline and legacy.

She said, ’We’re the true geniuses who were created by God’s own hands, Simeon. Our existence is the closest to God. Who do they think they are?

"Experimental subjects who went through human alteration are nothing more than the lowest forms of existence. We’re the ones who are meant to dominate over all!"

Carol looked at Simeon with a smile. Their hearts were aligned, after all.

"Those on the brink of death often glimpse a different view of the world," Simeon said with a smile. ’My soul experienced freedom like never before while my body experienced the worst pain imaginable during the fire." Carol’s gaze darkened. "I’ve already killed them all, Simeon. None of them are left alive."

She had already avenged him.

She said, "From now on, you have to align your heart with mine. We’ll dominate the world together!" Simeon replied, "Of course."

The explosion of the laboratory killed several police officers, causing quite a stir. The higher-ups took the situation seriously and ordered a thorough investigation. Genome Society was once again under intense scrutiny.

"You guys are crazy! Those are countless human lives-all sacrificed just for your selfish desires!" Eason yelled as he lost control of his emotions.

He had barged into the interrogation room, wanting to question Sarah. However, as she had a mental illness, she couldn’t be convicted even with evidence, let alone without any.

Sarah looked at Eason and smiled. "Do you really think that Genome Society would foolishly go against the police and create trouble for themselves under such intense scrutiny?"

He stood stunned in place. ’What do you mean?"

"Someone is framing them," she said, looking meaningfully at Eason.

Someone was trying to frame Genome Society by sacrificing his and his colleagues’ lives?

"You speak no truth from that mouth of yours,’ Eason said in a warning tone.

Sarah said, "I have no reason to lie to you about this. The true mastermind behind Genome Society isn’t just one person-it’s like a spider web trapping countless insects within.

"I am all but an insect trapped within the web. I can’t break free, and neither can the others, including many of your superiors." Sarah laughed, looking unhinged.

Genome Society truly had no reason to go against the higher-ups. It would only hasten their demise.

No matter how strong they were, they were still operating in the shadows. What good would it bring them to provoke the higher-ups?

"Someone is using us to do their dirty work," Sarah said, hinting toward the Rebels.

The Rebels and Genome Society were currently locked in a battle, each trying to outsmart the other.

Eason took a deep breath and tightened his fists. Simeon wouldn’t have deceived him. Eason had almost gotten himself killed in that explosion as well. He might have died there if he hadn’t met Sophia on that day.

Simeon wouldn’t have wanted him dead. Eason refused to believe so.

"Don’t listen to her nonsense." Zion walked over and gestured for him to head out first.

Eason fell silent for the longest time. Just as he was about to leave, Sarah said again, "Humans shouldn’t trust another too much-not even your loved ones. That’s because you’ll never know what they’re hiding beneath their exteriors. You can’t know for sure whether they’re a demon or an angel."