Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )
Chapter 450

Though Martin was merely a relative, his ambition to take over Ignatius' fortune was palpable.

Steven continued, "Andy Lincoln died... because he opposed genome editing, condemning it as inhumane. When I, labeled as a defective product of genetic modification, was cast into the orphanage, Andy fought to bring me home.

"However, Ignatius and the other Lincolns strongly opposed him, viewing me as a stain on their reputation... It was then that Andy committed himself to fighting against Genome Society, adamantly opposing their unethical human experiments."

That explained why Andy Lincoln, heir to Huma's wealthiest dynasty, met a mysterious end. Ignatius chose to remain silent, relinquishing any pursuit of the truth following the loss of such a remarkable son.... It was evident that the figures behind Genome Society were truly formidable.

"Why did Jimmy propose cooperation?" I asked Steven.

"He's against genome editing experiments," Steven replied.

His response surprised me.

He then elaborated, "While we oppose the experiment due to the loss of our kin and loved ones, aiming to prevent such tragedies from recurring, Jimmy's motives are different.

"He seeks to preserve his privileged status as one of the highly intelligent individuals. He doesn't want more highly intelligent individuals like himself to emerge as they would compete with him for upper-level resources."

I nodded in understanding. As I had anticipated, the murderer's real target was Genome Society. Killing Stephanie Carlson, their most significant experimental subject, served as a demonstration of their intentions.

In other words, even if Yasmin hadn't lured me out that fateful night, I would have ended up dead anyway. My name was on the Death List.

"Stephany Larson! I'll kill you!"

As we were about to enter our car outside the hospital, a frantic figure rushed toward me from the crowd. The glint from the fruit knife in her hand could be seen. Instinctively, I raised my hands, aiming to grab the knife. But Steven acted swiftly, seizing the handle before I could.

"Stephany, why won't you die? You

did it on purpose, didn't you? You knew Quinn was an AIDS carrier, you knew it all along! I'll kill you, I'm going to kill you!" Yasmin cried and screamed, her demeanor disheveled and frantic.

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"You've destroyed my life! You've ruined everything!" She collapsed onto the ground, her sobs echoing loudly.

Michael rushed to her side, yelling at her, "Yasmin! Come back with me this instant!"

Yasmin struggled as she wailed.

"She ruined me. I won't let her get away with it. I'm going to make her pay! Kill her, Michael! Kill her for me!

She's not Stephanie Carlson She's really not Stephanie Carlson!"

Yasmin's cries resonated with despair. Contracting AIDS was tantamount to a death sentence for her. Her life was truly ruined.

Looking down at Yasmin, who had become hysterical with pain, I said solemnly, "Humans should never go against nature... What goes around, comes around. You should've expected this when you did what you did."

This was Yasmin's retribution, the consequence of her malice.

"What about you, then? Do you really think you're some kind of saint? Your hands carry more sins and blood than mine, Stephany...

"Drop the act, stop pretending! No matter how innocent you pretend to be, it doesn't change your nature!" Yasmin threw some photos and documents at me in a fit of madness.

"Steven! Michael! You've all been

deceived! Look for yourselves. This is the observation data Genome Society has on Stephany. I snuck it out! See for yourselves!" Yasmin shouted uncontrollably, her eyes filled with hatred as if she Were facing the devil.