Revenge After Death



"Why are there so many civilians allowed on such a luxurious cruise ship amidst a gathering of the ultra- rich?" I couldn't understand. Didn't they ask for it?

"Do you know what fuels the pride, honor, and source of fun of the rich? It stems from class differences. They consider themselves superior to the common people. So when they indulge in the privileges of the wealthy, they must look down on the less fortunate..." Jimmy sneered.

How did the wealthy demonstrate their power? By incessantly comparing themselves to the poor. Hence, this opulent cruise ship was made accessible to the public as well.

Observing everyone rushing into the VIP area, I said calmly, "Oh, then that's what they deserve. The supplies are enough for them to squander for a while. Our priority now is to locate the 14-year-old girl."

She was the only child who didn't get off the cruise.

"She's not on the deck. Let's begin our search for the cabins on the first floor. We need to search all 16 floors." Eason shrugged. This was indeed a massive task.

I turned to Eason and suggested, "Why go through all this trouble? After all, she's just a child. When she gets scared, she'll instinctively hide. And when she eventually gets hungry, won't she come out to eat?

"I believe that once everyone lets their guard down, she'll surely emerge as well. There are five buffet restaurants in the entire cruise, so we'll split up."

"I want to be with Steven," Una declared confidently as she approached Steven, reaching out to hold his hand.

I looked warily at Una, positioned myself between her and Steven, and slapped her hand away. "Don't touch my partner."

"What are you afraid of?" Una asked.

"I'm concerned about your lack of shame," I warned.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

She remained silent, her expression unchanging.

"She and I will go to the sixth floor." Joel took the initiative and asked Una to follow him.

Una looked at Steven and firmly stated, "Steven, you must protect me. I'm the only clone that's identical to Stephanie. You should understand the significance of my existence."

Steven frowned and looked at me. "Let her join us."

"That's impossible," I disagreed.

Una sneered. "If reincarnation truly exists, I'll be the resurrected body of 'Stephanie.' So he must ensure my survival."

What Una meant was that as long as she did not die, I could die again and be reincarnated. Was this her intention? How dare she?

I stared at Una with caution, fully aware of her thoughts. If I were to die, she would pretend to be me after reincarnation. Ha... She fixed me with a murderous gaze.

I firmly pulled Steven behind me, my voice low and threatening. "Let her die. I don't need the resurrected body. Or, I can kill her now."

Joel grabbed Una and urged us, "Stop fighting amongst ourselves. Let's go, follow me."

Una shook off Joel's wrist, walked to the side, and sat down. "It has nothing to do with me. I'll just wait here."

She was visibly cold, but I chose to ignore her and lead Steven away.

"Stephie!" Suddenly, someone called my name from the VIP area. It was Michael.

I turned around and saw Michael and Yasmin standing at the door. Michael looked at me in surprise and ran over excitedly. Frowning, I maintained an aloof look.

"Stephanie!" Yasmin exclaimed as soon as she caught sight of Una. A look of terror washed over her, and she instinctively sought refuge behind Michael.

Michael also glanced over and subconsciously clenched his fists. "Stephie..."

They were incredibly similar as if they were molded from the same source. I could discern a sense of indecision and uncertainty in Michael's eyes. Once again, he found himself torn between choosing Una or

me.

I furrowed my brows and glanced at Una. Her gaze was fixed on Michael, her eyes sparkling.

I had a hunch that this clone was very dangerous. She was constantly plotting to replace me and take everything from me, and both Steven and Michael were her targets.