Revenge After Death



"I feel like there's something wrong with Mrs. Ford's feelings for Michael," I whispered to Steven.

Steven looked at me. "You've been living in the Ford residence for so long. Have you ever met Michael's father?"

I was taken aback for a moment and pondered over it thoughtfully. In my recollection... "I overheard the domestic staff mention that Mr. Ford had come back several times, but I've never met him."

It could be argued that he was insignificant.

"They said that he was in poor health and had been living in the nursing home in Georgeke." Mrs. Ford also frequently visited Georgeke.

"I asked Eason to verify her itinerary. She simply instructed her assistant to purchase a ticket to Georgeke, but she never actually boarded the plane," Steven said seriously.

This proved that Mrs. Ford's claim of visiting Georgeke was always just an excuse, a cover-up. She never actually went to Georgeke.

"So... she was frequently absent from home for a long time, but it wasn't to visit her husband at the nursing home. She intentionally made up this excuse to conceal the fact that she was going to the lab?" I gazed at Steven in utter astonishment.

"It's possible." Steven nodded.

Zion glanced at me and then turned to Steven. "I think I have a clear direction for the investigation now. I'll take you home first."

After arriving at Steven's place, Steven and I stepped out of the car, bidding farewell to Zion and Rachel. Rachel waved goodbye to me and left with Zion.

"In my memory, Rachel was always carefree and outspoken, but she was actually very timid," I commented in a low voice.

Steven glanced at me. "Are you suspecting Rachel?"

I shook my head, hoping that my suspicions were wrong. Up to this point, I had not come across any clues that confirmed my doubt.

"What did Mrs. Ford tell you?" Steven was slightly concerned.

"My parents and your father were all killed by her. She purposely betrayed my parents to Genome Society, "I uttered in a hushed tone. My parents probably never knew that the person who betrayed them was their most trusted friend and closest partner.

"Human minds are hard to predict. In this world, the most challenging thing to understand is always how others think," whispered Steven.

At the door, Ashton and Xandra were playing with Stevie. When they saw us return, they obediently stood still. They displayed such obedience and showed no intention of causing any trouble.

I glanced at the two children and said softly, "Steven, Mrs. Ford mentioned that those two kids are mutants who excel at disguising themselves."

Similar to chameleons, these two children possessed personalities that would swiftly adapt and were remarkably skilled at acting. No one would know their true thoughts.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

"She said that the true owner of the cruise ship lab deliberately allowed us to find them and bring them back. It should be a part of the experiment itself."

I was worried that the two children were being trained as weapons by those individuals and that their apparent obedience was merely a facade. Moreover, I didn't trust Yara fully, who led us to discover them. Steven gazed at the two children and shook his head. "We don't expect anything in return, and we're not bothered by being plotted against. They've made their choice, so we'll simply do what is right and maintain a clear conscience."

I was stunned as I gazed at Steven. I never imagined that even after experiencing death, my mind would not be as composed as Steven's. I reached out and gently grasped Steven's fingers. I smiled at him." Indeed, you're absolutely right."

Not everyone was naturally meant to be a parent, and adjusting to having children could take some time. "We bought fries, fried chicken, burgers, and Coke for you." I gestured for the children to come over.

I passed by a fast food restaurant and bought some food. Even though eating too much of it was not healthy, these snacks should be a childhood delight for children.

When I was a child, I didn't grasp the concept of love, so I never paid much attention to food. However, I wanted these kids to experience love and pursue their desires. Only then could their lives become truly meaningful.

"It's burgers and fried chicken!" Ashton exclaimed happily, his eyes filled with surprise. However, I couldn't shake the feeling that he was pretending.