Revenge After Death



Ashton and Xan were sneaking down the stairs by the time I returned to the mountaintop villa.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

It wasn't hard to figure out that they must have sneaked upstairs.

It was impossible for them not to notice the renovation of the sterile room upstairs, especially when they were so sharp.

I leaned against the doorframe and looked at them. "I told you not to go upstairs. Why did you disobey me?"

Ashton glanced at Xan and said nothing.

I walked over and feigned indifference as I looked at Ashton. "You're the older brother. You have to accept your punishment if you disobey me. Put your hand out."

Ashton quietly put his right hand out with his head hung low.

I looked at him for a moment before giving his palm a light slap. He immediately teared up, a defiant look on his face.

I chuckled and asked, "Why? Are you upset?" He huffed and stayed silent.

Xan looked up at me before putting her hand out. She was implying that I should punish her along with Ashton too.

I subconsciously ruffled her hair and said, "You're younger. Go on and play instead."

Ashton looked at me angrily and said, "She's only younger by a few minutes."

They were twins born just moments apart.

"You're still older by a few minutes." I raised my hand, acting as if I wanted to hit him again. He ran away angrily.

I chuckled before heading upstairs.

I had installed a blast-proof door with a keypad lock outside of Steven's room. It would remain a safe house even if zombies were to attack during the apocalypse. As such, the kids were no match for it.

Surely, I could keep them out with my smarts.

Upon heading up, I looked at the three password-protected doors. I was surprised to find that the first door had been opened before.

How did those two manage to bypass my surveillance and alarm system to open the first door?

I took a deep breath. The products of Genome Society's laboratory were getting stronger with each generation. However, they only managed to open the first door as their brains were still developing.

There were fingerprints all over the second door. I could tell that they spent the entire afternoon trying to figure it out but failed.

I unlocked the second keypad lock and walked in. I then started sanitizing and disinfecting myself.

After unlocking the final keypad lock, I looked at Steven, who was sitting on the bed looking out the window silently. He was still imprisoned by me.

His emotions were too stable, and the room remained spotless and orderly. I could tell that he did not lose his temper despite being imprisoned.

"You're back," Steven said hoarsely. He looked back at me with a hint of a smile.

I was taken aback and frowned. I knew he would try to seduce me to lower my guard.

I walked over and held his chin up. "Your seduction tactics aren't going to work on me. Why aren't you throwing a tantrum and asking me to let you leave now?'

Steven looked down and said after a while, "You'd never let me leave, Stephie." "You're quick to pick that up. "I sat on the chair by the side and looked at him.