Revenge After Death



Dayton's voice trembled as he spoke. All eyes turned toward him, but only a few truly believed his words. Dayton had previously taken a stand for that woman and claimed that he was the president. However, he had already taken the test and failed.

"You're way too kind." The masked woman snorted coldly before redirecting her gaze toward Steven, intending to resume shooting.

"It's really me!" Dayton pushed everyone aside and walked forward.

We all observed as he went up the stage. He peeled off a film from his palm and proceeded to remove contact lenses that resembled cosmetic ones from his eyes. Positioning his hand on the safe, he then aligned his eyes.

"The match is successful, unlocking..."

Everyone was in shock as they looked at Dayton. I was also taken aback. He seemed like a frail scion, incapable of looking after himself. It was unbelievable that he could hide so effectively. He even knew how to protect himself and blend in among the crowd.

"Crowdstar is my property, but I didn't want anyone to know that. I sensed there might be danger today. My initial intention was to protect my property and keep my existence a secret," Dayton lowered his head and said in a hushed tone.

I was surprised as I glanced at Dayton. I then turned to Steven. Steven remained silent, simply holding my hand. If it was Dayton, that would be the best result.

The Sacco family indeed held influential power in Huma. It was quite plausible that they covertly backed Dayton to become the president of Crowdstar Group.

"I've had autism since I was a child. I was born with it. It's not very severe, but I don't like to communicate with people and prefer to hide. My father and grandfather found it embarrassing and wanted to keep it a secret.

"They pushed me to socialize like a normal person, but I just wanted to hide. It would be best if no one knew me," Dayton murmured, looking down at the ground.

Indeed, he seemed quite autistic. Below the stage, the wealthy people were astonished. Dayton, the seemingly unassuming scion, was the president of Crowdstar Group. It was a true testament to the fact that one should not judge a person by one's appearance.

"He's so uninteresting and too kind. I can't believe that he's actually a genius."

"The president of Crowdstar Group is a young genius."

"Then it's a match. But what's the point of being a genius? You also need to have an influential father. The Sacco family is undoubtedly one of the most exceptional in Huma. They gave their son the chance to start a business with several hundred million, which gives him a much better chance of success than us."

Many people were already discussing the situation beneath the stage. Genome Society's ship had already approached the cruise ship from the moment the safe was opened, and their people had already boarded the ship. They had been eagerly awaiting this moment.

"They're on board," Ewan said, his voice filled with caution as his gaze turned toward the outside.

The masked woman was intent on killing more people, but Ewan stopped her. "You've already set the wolfhounds loose from the underground lab cabin. We can't remain on this cruise. We need to leave as soon as possible!"NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

The masked woman glared at me and Steven, her reluctance palpable. She must've thought that it was a pity Steven wasn't revealed as the president of Crowdstar Group.

"What happened?" I inquired Steven gently.

Steven shook his head. "I'll explain it to you after we leave."

I agreed. "We have to protect Dayton no matter what."

However, Ewan and the masked woman brought Dayton along when they left. After all, he was the president of Crowdstar Group, a person coveted by both Genome Society and the Rebels.

"Someone is on board to save us!" the crowd erupted in cheers.

Little did they know, these people were not here to rescue them. Their intentions only revolved around saving Dayton, the president of Crowdstar Group and their primary financial sponsor.

As the excitement grew and the Rebels prepared to retreat, a biting sound could be heard coming from outside the door of the banquet hall.

"Wolfhounds! They eat people! They're monsters created on this cruise!"

"Help!"

There was chaos on the scene again, with people screaming and fleeing. The Rebels planned to reveal all the scandals on the cruise. Members of Genome Society had come to kill them, but the Rebels had taken Dayton away. This wasn't the end.

These passengers would not receive any rescue because Genome Society wanted them to die at sea more than the Rebels.

I had a bad feeling as I anxiously glanced at Steven. It was clear that these people came on board to kill everyone while pinning the blame on others. Their ultimate goal was to ensure that no one would escape alive.