Revenge After Death

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A familiar figure stood in the light at the end of the hallway. It was Ewan-the Lincoln family's butler and Joel's adoptive father. He was one of Steven's most trusted people.

His expression was grim. Frowning, he shot me a look before signaling to the people behind him. "Grab them."

Joel stared at him with an equally shocked expression. "Dad?"

Ewan ignored him. His gaze was foreign as he stared at him. However, Joel recomposed himself very quickly. He didn't say another word.

Ewan was part of the Rebels?

"Why?" I asked.

Why did he betray Steven's trust? Why did he stay around him all these years when he was actually a Rebel?

"How are you so sure that Mr. Lincoln isn't part of the Rebels?" Ewan asked knowingly.

I fell silent.

At this point, if someone told me a stray dog was the leader of the Rebels, I'd believe them. It felt like we were back where we started.

From the first victim of the serial killing to Stephanie's death, and my reincarnation followed by all the other victims... Everything felt like a scripted act. At the end of it all, the ones who seemed the most suspicious were the ones who were there from the very start.

Did Steven not realize that Ewan was part of the Rebels?

I didn't doubt his feelings for me, but I was starting to doubt his motive. If he was actually a Rebel, did he pretend to kill off Stephanie as a show of loyalty to Genome Society?

My palms were starting to sweat. I lowered my head and stopped myself from thinking about this any further. Steven wouldn't kill me. He would never do that.

Maybe he used to be part of the Rebels, but they had a falling out because of the Stephanie incident.

However, all of these speculations couldn't possibly be verified until I saw him again.

"Don't resist." I turned around and looked at everyone.

We should comply for the time being to see what they were up to.

"You planned all of this just to find the president of Crowdstar Group?" Upon being brought into the room, I asked Ewan cautiously.

"Our actual goal is to reveal the secrets of this cruise to the public. We want everyone to know the evil schemes of this organization," he replied lightly.

Some things were meant to be kept away in the dark. There would be dire consequences if they were to be brought into the light.

"As for the president, he's essentially fueling their operations. We should find him and dispose of him in front of them. That should be enough to hurt them," he growled. He seemed to have a deep-rooted hatred for the organization.

"Why do you hate Genome Society?" I could understand where my hatred stemmed from. They had no

regard for the well-being of the experimental subjects. Even our births were a massive ploy. What about him, then?

"They probably hurt him in some way," Una said passive aggressively some distance away. Ewan didn't respond, but I'd somewhat guessed. It probably had something to do with his family.

"Because of the Lincoln family, I got to familiarize myself with the so-called Genome Society. As long as you had money or power, they claimed to be able to bring back the dead. They called it genetic cloning." He scoffed.

He continued softly, "According to them, they could clone an exact replica of the person through collecting DNA samples. They'd have the same genes, and even their personality would possibly be the same.

"I believed them. I asked them to preserve my sister's dead body. When I had the money, I'd bring her back to life. I didn't even care if I became their pawn. I got into Lincoln Group and spied for them."

It turned out that he used to be part of Genome Society.

"They said that Mr. Andy Lincoln was a traitor. Not only did he cut off the organization's funding and put a stop to their projects, but he also tried to stop the research on cloning and genetics. Under their brainwashing... I offered them information on Mr. Lincoln. Then, they killed him!"