Revenge After Death

Chapter 692

"This villa isn't Andy's," Michael said hoarsely. "This villa is under Miguel's name."

I was taken aback and turned around to look at him immediately. "This villa is actually yours?'

If this villa was under Miguel's name, that meant it belonged to the Ford family. I assumed that it was Andy's after reading Sarah and Andy's letters.

"Why was Sarah in Miguel's villa? She had been kept captive here previously..."

I frowned, suddenly feeling chills running behind my back.

The fact that Miguel could be convinced by Steven to sacrifice himself for Michael meant that he was someone with a conscience. Despite only meeting him once, Miguel did seem like a decent person.

Even though he was said to be recuperating in the sanatorium, it seemed more like he was imprisoned by Daisy. His life was probably beyond his control for some time, as if he were imprisoned in an invisible cage. And Sarah was the woman Miguel loved.

Among the letters in the basement, there was one asking Sarah to remain hidden and live there without heading outside.

If those letters were really written by Andy, why didn't he meet Sarah in person? Instead, he chose to reassure Sarah using letters, asking her to stay put and not wander around.

It seemed like he was trying to protect her.

"It has always been Miguel who wanted to protect Sarah-Andy never loved her. She was nothing more than a "sacrifice" who met all of Genome Society's requirements, and Andy was the one who personally sent her to them." Michael did not hold back the truth from me.

He got out of the car and looked at me. "Genome Society has strict requirements for their experimental subjects, Stephanie. Sarah was from a rural village-making her easy to manipulate and her disappearance easy to cover up.

"Besides, her genes were the only ones who met Genome Society's requirements."

Back then, did Andy use her feelings to get close to Sarah, getting her to gradually fall into his trap and eventually offering her to Genome Society?Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"No wonder the Lincoln group shot to the pinnacles of Huma's elites shortly after Andy took over the Lincoln family," I said, smiling sardonically.

No wonder Sarah had gone mad-the man she loved had never loved her. All these while she had been living in someone else's trap.

"Andy deserved to die," I mumbled.

Not only was he cruel to Sarah, but he was even more heartless toward his own son Steven, who was genome- edited

Truly, he wouldn't have dumped Steven in the orphanage if he were to have any ounce of conscience left.

"Steven isn't dead, am I right?' I slowly neared Michael. "Tell me where he is."

He took a deep breath and replied, "I don't know."

"Do you have no one else you care about, Michael? Or are you tired of living already?" I grabbed Michael by the neck and narrowed my eyes at him.

What should I use to threaten him in order to get him to tell me Steven's location?

"Don't look for him." Michael did not resist-he didn't even push my hands away.

"Miguel was willing to die for you, so he must have left his last words, right? Sarah ended up in the basement here because you begged Steven to get her out of Genome Society and hid her in the basement, am I right?

"You're not familiar with the villa or the basement, that means Steven had arranged everything for you. He's not the type to help you out of pure kindness, nor was he free to do so that means the deal between the two of you isn't that simple.

Inarrowed my eyes, suddenly smiling when I thought of something. "Sarah should now be considered as your Achilles' heel, right?

"You're a genetic clone. You have to protect her in your original subject's stead. It would be easy for me to kill her.'

"You're her clone subject. You're mad." Michael looked at me while panicking, as if he was looking at a lunatic. My eyes turned red as I gripped his neck tightly. I was trembling all over.

Indeed, I have gone mad. "Tell me where he is!'

How dare Steven leave me again without saying anything? How dare he arrogantly try to sacrifice himself again?