Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 450



Henry's ambition was a ticking time bomb, and the moment Brendan stumbled upon the secret stash of letters from Matthew, it was all too clear he harbored dreams of overtaking the Langley family estate.

Henry was merely a distant cousin, benefitted from the Langley's generosity but hardly a direct heir.

And yet, this distant cousin dared to eye the family fortune...

"Ethan Langley's demise came about because... he stood against gic editing, against these inhumane practices. When I was tossed into the orphanage, labeled as a flawed product of gic modification, he fought tooth and nail to bring me home. But the patriarch and the entire Langley family objected, viewing me as a blemish... Thereafter, he dedicated himself to combating the organization, opposing the cruel live experiments..."

Thus, Ethan, the heir to Sea City's largest fortune, met his untimely and obscure end.

And Brendan, having lost such an exceptional son, remained silent, not pursuing the matter further...

It highlighted the terrifying power of the backing corporations.

"Why is Matthew collaborating with us?" I asked Colin.

"He's against the experiments, against gic editing," Colin replied.

I was taken aback. Matthew was opposed?

"We stand against it because of the loss of loved ones, the suffering of our partners. We oppose these anti-human experiments, aiming to prevent the recurrence of tragedies. But his reason differs; he revels in his superior intellect, his artificial advantages. He refuses to allow any more high-IQ modified humans to emerge, competing with him for upper-class resources."

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It made sense.

So, the real enemy was the Gene-Forge Collective.

And Phoebe was one of Gene-Forge Collective's most crucial subjects...

My death was inevitable, a grim demonstration.

Even if Melody hadn't lured me out that night, my end was only a matter of time.

I was on their hit list.

"Foebe! I'm going to kill you!"

As we were about to get into the car after leaving the hospital, a nearly crazed figure rushed through the crowd.

She held a switchblade, lunging at me.

Instinctively, I raised my hand to grab the blade, but Colin was quicker, seizing the hilt.

"Foebe, why don't you just die! You did it on purpose, didn't you? You knew Annora had AIDS, you knew! I'll kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

It was Melody, disheveled and manic, screaming her intentions to kill me.

"You ruined my life, you ruined me!" Melody cried, sitting on the ground as Dexter, who followed closely, tried to intervene in panic. "Melody!" Dexter shouted. "Come back with me!"

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Melody's struggle and her diagnosis with AIDS were akin to a death sentence; her life was indeed ruined.

I looked down at the agonized,

manic Metody and spoke solemnly. "Humanity should never challenge nature... What goes around comes around, and fate's judgment will arrive, late but inevitable." Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org

So, this was Melody's retribution.

The price of malice.

"And what about you, think you're any better? The sins and blood on your hands are far greater than mine, Foebe... stop pretending, stop it! No matter how much you play the victim, it won't change your true nature!" Melody, in her frenzy, threw photos and documents at us.

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"Caleb! Dexter, she's fooled you both! Look for yourselves, these are the Gene-Forge Collective's observation records on Foebe, I stole them! See for yourselves!"

Melody screamed uncontrollably, her eyes filled with loathing as if she were staring at a demon.