Revenge After Death



Steven looked at Jimmy and replied very seriously, "Maybe it's your

father."

Jimmy was stunned for a moment. "That can't be true. My dad lacks the intellect and capability to do something like that."

If Martin had possessed the ability, it would have been impossible for him to not have acquired the Lincoln Group by now. He even allowed Steven to sell it. I felt the urge to laugh, but I restrained myself and remained silent. Jimmy glanced at the empty corridor and walked ahead of us.

"How did you deal with all those people?" I asked Una curiously.

Una looked sideways at me. "Prey."

High-end hunters appeared as prey. With her striking appearance, Una became the target of their desire. When they were at their most vulnerable, Una systematically outwitted and eliminated them, one by one. "Don't learn from her," Steven warned me firmly, covering my ears to shield me from Una's influence.

I felt helpless because I had used this trick before. I used a knife to attack the man, and Steven broke his hand.

Una shot me a venomous glance as if to question why I hadn't vanished. Indeed, the clones despised each other, each secretly longing to be the one who stood out from the rest.

Jimmy grinned. "The dining area in the VIP section is now open. We can use the room card to go and eat. Steven, where is your room card?"

Steven ignored Jimmy. He grabbed my hand and led me to the accommodation floor.

"Be careful," Una warned as she walked ahead, her senses alert to any movement in front of her. Suddenly, she stopped and glanced down the empty corridor. There was a strong scent of blood ahead.

My breath was taken away as I gazed at the radiant beam of light illuminating the corridor. It was then that I noticed the door to Zion's room was wide open. "It's Zion and the rest!"

I felt my heart drop and ran uncontrollably to the room.

"Stephie." Steven grabbed my wrist, worried that there might still be danger in the room.

He hurriedly entered the room ahead of me, casting a somber gaze upon the disarrayed space.

"Oh, the door was violently opened. It appears that we have a fellow cruise passenger who has the skill of unlocking this type of lock," Jimmy gloated, casually leaning against the door frame.

"Eason and the rest should've been here. How could something have occurred..." I composed myself and cast a nervous glance around. The room was in disarray, yet there were no indications of a fight. It appeared as though it had been thoroughly searched.

I knocked on Eason's door and only heard a whimpering sound. Inside, I found Stan, the killer, tied up by Eason. However, both Eason and Joel were nowhere to be found.

"Perhaps they went out to eat," Una said calmly.

Steven nodded. "They shouldn't have been in the room when the door was forced open and someone trespassed."

Hearing that, I felt more relieved.

Una glanced at me with a disdainful look, mockingly saying, "It's absurd how you can't figure out such a

straightforward scenario. How stupid."

I furrowed my brows and sneered. "What could you, a being without emotions, possibly understand?"

Everyone I cared about was in the room, including Ashton and Xandra. Naturally, I would be scared.

Una walked beside me and whispered in my ear, "Emotions? Emotions will be your weakness, Stephany. You must be cautious, for I will soon replace you."

She wanted to replace me and took everything that belonged to me.

"Okay, I'll wait," I said, defiantly raising my middle finger toward Una.

Una frowned, her expression void of anger. Instead, she adorned a disdainful smile. Afterward, we took the elevator to the VIP dining area. The waiter was verifying the room cards.

Jimmy arrogantly smirked at us, looking like he deserved a beating. "What should I do? I only have one room card."

"Do you understand the importance of respecting those older than you? Of course, you must give the room card to your brother and sister-in-law first." I smiled at him, shook the card in my hand, and handed it to the waiter.

The waiter glanced at the card and allowed Steven and me to enter.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.