Revenge After Death

Chapter 475

Lignored Nancy and stared up at "Stephanie" on the balcony.

She was like a hollow shell, her eyes empty and listless. However, her gaze was fixated on Steven.

Steven stood below. He couldn't help but be attracted to the woman who looked exactly like the woman he loved...

"Steven..." She called out his name after a prolonged period of time.

I saw Steven's body visibly tense up as he tightened his fists.

Nancy seemed to be very confident. After all, this was a one-to-one clone of Stephanie Carlson born from the same embryo.

It was only natural that Steven was attracted to her.

"Simmy..." "Stephanie's" gaze then fell on Joel. Her eyes looked barren as she blankly called out Simeon's

name.

Joel furrowed his eyebrows. He stood in place, staring intensely at the woman.

Eason, on the other hand, was getting goosebumps all over. He scooted nervously toward Joel and asked, " Who is she talking to? Where is she looking at? She looks a bit creepy to me.

"Why is she calling out Simeon's name? Did you feel a cold breeze just now?"

Eason was making his fear of Simeon increasingly obvious.

I didn't know what happened between them. Even his new name was established in order to deter Simeon. "She's talking to me," Joel said coldly.

Eason took a good look at Joel and looked relieved. "That scared the wits out of me. Now that you mention it, you do look quite similar to that lunatic, Simeon."

Joel furrowed his eyebrows and didn't say anything else.

"The two lunatics in our class are idiots... All they do is try to prank me. They weren't even self-aware when someone ended up taking their lives." Eason sounded like he was still mad.

He then continued, "If ghosts do exist, they should go after those responsible for their deaths..."

"Aren't those people already dead?" Joel asked with the suspected intention of trying to scare Eason.

Eason's body stiffened. His head violently shot up and he looked at Joel.

"Yeah... All the people who hurt Simeon and got him killed are all dead... The people who died in the series of killings were all those who hurt him in the past..."

He was right they were all dead. All that was left was Yasmin, who hurt Stephanie and Taylor. She was barely alive.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

A game of death at the abandoned building had gotten rid of all those people.

"She's almost completely identical to Stephanie," Joel looked at Steven and said again.

"But Stephanie's body was displayed in the glass case to remind people that she was dead," he explained. " If anyone were to appear in the future, it wouldn't be her. She's the one and only... She's irreplaceable."

If Joel were to guess, Stephanie died in the display case in front of everyone to prove that she was dead.

The way he saw it, she'd already known the society might send a replacement.

My head was hurting quite a bit. Certain memories, especially memories regarding my murder, were completely impossible to recall.

I'd remember fragments from time to time, but I could never put them together to form a complete picture. Sometimes, I even started to wonder if I was actually Stephanie Carlson....

"From a certain point of view, she is and isn't Stephanie at the same time," Steven glanced at the woman standing above as he spoke. "Her genes, appearance, and even her memories... might be Stephanie's, but she's just the result of an experiment..."

The "Stephanie" on the floor above suddenly laughed. "Everyone is the result of an experiment. How are you so sure that the Stephanie who died is actually her?"

Her originally hollow stare turned piercing cold as she opened her mouth to speak.

It was evident that she was void of emotion. She resembled how I appeared in the past from my memories -numb to everything and everyone.

The way she looked at Steven wasn't gentle or loving. In fact, it didn't even contain any form of emotion... Other than the fact that her body was untouched, leaving a "Stephanie" like this behind for Steven was of

no use.

"She's your Stephanie. We switched her after the accident. If you insist on investigating further, this is the last warning Genome Society is offering you only because you're Andy's son," Nancy said, walking toward Steven.

She continued, "I can tell you without a doubt that she's Stephanie Carlson."

Steven frowned as he looked at her.

"The one who died was not the real Stephanie. She wasn't the one that you met when you were younger either. The so-called memory loss and confusion are things that happen to the clones after they die.

"So far, the data hasn't been able to explain or control this." Nancy turned to glance at me before continuing. "So, Steven, you can only choose to take Stephanie or Stephany behind you.

"You understand what the society is capable of... This is not a discussion. You have no means to go against the society right now."

Nancy had presented him with a choice. He could either take Stephanie upstairs or me.