Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace - Chapter 372

Chapter 372: CHAPTER 372 Chapter 372: CHAPTER 372 I sighed.

Genome Society’s avoidance all these years had caused Carol to lose touch with reality.

“Genome Society is a huge organization.

Just because you’ve taken down a few laboratories doesn’t mean you’ve got to the heart of it,” Dexter said, looking at Joel.

He said nothing as he helped Dexter into the wheelchair.

“She’s digging her own grave,” Dexter reminded him.

“Things that cannot be changed should be just accepted.

Everyone should take responsibility for their own choices,” Joel said quietly.

I took it to mean that he had given up on Carol.

Or perhaps it was not so much giving up as it was a feeling of helplessness.

Joel must have done everything he could to persuade her in the time that Dexter was hiding.

However, she remained stubborn, and that was why he ended up saying such words.

“You’ll stay here from now onward.

Carol opened the door to a room even smaller than a storage room and made me stay there.

There were no windows and only a bed, clearly meant for confinement.

And it was just a single bed, to boot.

“I want to stay together with Dexter,” I said, looking at her warily.

I wasn’t ready to let him leave my sight.

Carol looked like she could eat him up if she ever went crazy.

“Do you really think I brought you here for a vacation?’ She chuckled as she leaned against the wall.

“You’d better be aware of what’s going on now that you’re in my hands, or else-” “I want to stay together with Sophia,” Dexter said in a deep voice, leaving no room for doubt.

Carol got somewhat upset.

“Your leg still needs to heal.

I’m placing you in the medical area all for your own good.’ “No need,’ Dexter replied with a a frown.

Joel looked at Carol and said, “They’re married.” “Shut up, you!” she scolded him.

Joel sighed and turned to me.

“Both of you can stay in the medical area together.” “I’m in charge, and you have no say here!” Carol was losing it as she asked someone to pull him away.

“You’d better treat us as guests and make sure we’re having a good time here.’ Dexter pulled me behind him and threatened, “You should know what would happen otherwise.” He was extremely valuable to Genome Society, and he was just as important to Carol.

The Rebels needed strong financial backing in order to completely destroy Genome Society.

Dexter was not only valuable for his knowledge, he was also rich.

He was truly the perfect backer.

Carol narrowed her eyes.

She was about to say something when he interrupted her, “Those in the Rebels need food to survive too, right?” It was hard for so many of them to do anything without money.

That was also the reason the Rebels accepted Ewan.

Having worked for the Blacks for years, he was a management expert and knew how to secure funding for them.

I raised my brows and looked at Carol provocatively.

As she couldn’t afford to offend Dexter now, she naturally couldn’t afford to offend me as well.

She looked at him with eyes filled with frustration and raw obsession.

“How long must you take to understand, Dexter?

This woman won’t gain a heart no matter how many times she dies, Carol said hoarsely as she tried to get closer to Dexter.

Sitting in the wheelchair, she reached out to pull Joel over to shield her from him.

Disgust and wariness were evident on his face as he frowned and said, “Stay away from me.” Carol stood in place, looking hurt.

She pushed Joel away and looked at Dexter.

“You orchestrated everything from faking your death to getting me to help you to take down Genome Society.

Don’t forget what you promised me,” she said.

Dexter had paved the way for me before faking his death.

He must have conspired with Damien, Joel, Carol, and others.

It would have been impossible to keep his faked death a secret from Genome Society back then otherwise.

I glanced at him, wondering what he had promised Carol.

I felt a twinge of jealousy.

Carol was too unhinged-even her glancing at Dexter felt like a violation.

From what I remembered, Carol might have pretended to be a fool or a lunatic, yet she had never hid her love for Dexter.

Because she liked him, she was fond of hiding behind him, pretending to be pitiful so that he could protect her.

I used to think that I wouldn’t fall in love with anyone.

That was why Carol’s antics meant nothing to me.

But things were different now-I’d want her dead even if she were to just breathe in the direction of Dexter.

“You should get some rest for now,” Ewan said, stepping forward to push Dexter’s wheelchair toward his room.

I followed behind him.

No sooner after I stepped out, I was stopped by Carol.

“As long as you’re dead for good, he’ll definitely belong to me,” she said with a threatening look.

She was warning me that she would kill me for good.

“No one would love a lunatic like you even if I’m dead for good.” I pushed Carol away and walked toward Dexter.

“Aren’t you curious about what Dexter promised me?” She stopped me again.

I frowned.

To be frank, I was quite curious.

“He promised to get together with me as long as I helped him, Carol confidently said.

“You must be out of your mind,” I sneered.

Dexter wouldn’t have agreed to such a childish promise.

“Let’s go, Sophia.” He turned back and called for me.

“Okay.” I pushed past Carol and walked toward him.

There was a sinister look in her eyes.

She did not continue to stop me, but it was clear that she was plotting something.

“You’d better tell her to tone it down, Joel.

We can just leave if she’s not willing to cooperate,” I said angrily to Joel.

He nodded helplessly.

‘I’ve been talking to her even before you guys came.

She would begin to agree to it, but she’d go crazy as soon as she sees Dexter.’ I huffed and entered the room with Ewan.

He nodded at me politely before heading out with Joel in tow.

I closed the door, leaning against it as I looked at Dexter angrily.

“What did you promise her?” He averted his gaze and said softly, “I’m thirsty, Sophia.’ “Don’t change the subject.” I walked over and grabbed his chin.

“Speak up.” Dexter looked at me pitifully, trying to use his seduction tactic once again.

“It’s useless,’ I warned him openly.

Dexter reached out to hug me before whispering, “She wants me to hand over the data of the reincarnation project and those of memory editing.’ Carol was indeed ambitious.

Was she trying to achieve immortality via ‘reincarnation’ so that she could be at the top of the human food chain, just like Genome Society?

As of now, mastering this technology was akin to holding the key access to the wealthy.

They would spare nothing in order to achieve ‘immortality’.

“Did you agree to it?” I asked, looking at Dexter angrily.

“I’m not the only one who has found the key to reincarnation-Joel has found it too,” he whispered.

“Joel’s hiding it from Carol, so she thinks you’re the one who “reincarnated” him, right?” I asked in a soft voice.

Joel knew Carol too well.

He knew that she would be even more relentless than Genome Society if she were to obtain the key to reincarnation.

She was the one who orchestrated all the killing games-that was how terrifying she was.

“Are you really planning to give the data to her?” I asked in a worry.

Dexter shook his head and replied, ‘I won’t.” I felt relieved, yet I knew Carol wouldn’t back down easily.