Revenge After Death



"You kind of disappeared recently. Everyone is worried about you." I frowned and eyed him cautiously.

"I'm fine. I don't need anyone's concern. You can leave now." He dismissed me.

"Michael!" I immediately reached out to hold the door before he could close it. "Are you sure you don't have anything to say to me?"

His expression was grim. He shot me a cold stare before saying, "I have nothing to say to any of you guys. You can go now."

My expression soured as well. I tried to force the door open to figure out what was going on. To my dismay, Michael had no intention of backing down.

We were stuck in an impasse.

I stared at him, trying to look for some sort of message behind his gaze.

He only stared back at me. There was a trace of desperation in his eyes. He looked like he was pleading for me to leave.

I loosened my grip. He slammed the door shut before I turned to head back downstairs.

Downstairs, Mrs. Ford was still calmly sipping on her tea.

She flashed me a light smile. "He's not willing to talk to you?"

I nodded. "What did you do to him?"

She laughed. "He's my son. I gave birth to him. What do you think I'd do to him? I love him so much I would give anything for his future."

I looked at her warily. She was getting more and more sinister by the minute.

How terrifying.

"My parents would've escaped with Steven and Stephanie if Peter's plan had gone through. Instead, they were killed by the organization. Did you betray them?"

From my parents' lab diary, I could tell that their plan didn't alert the organization. They had submitted a new experiment plan to their superiors. It depicted their plans to bring the children to a remote area so that they could do more research.

The proposal was approved. They could've brought Steven and Stephanie out of Huma without any additional burden. Subsequently, they could've gone on their escape route.

Everything could've worked out perfectly, but a premeditated car accident killed them off along with Andy Lincoln's family.

"I couldn't allow them to leave with our experimental subjects." Mrs. Ford was admitting it. She had admitted that she betrayed Stephanie's parents.

"My mother considered you her best friend. You were like a sister to her." I clenched my fists and stared at Mrs. Ford with teary eyes.

Did it not hurt her conscience?

"Every obstacle that stands in my way must be rid of. Andy was no exception..." she muttered.

Andy had offended Genome Society and was their biggest enemy. Naturally, Mrs. Ford had to jump on the

opportunity. She used the organization to her advantage and killed all of them off in one go. How cruel.

"You're so cruel," I spat bitterly. My voice was trembling.

"Modern technology will never advance if you aren't cut-throat enough. Otherwise, mankind will become stagnant. If you want to adapt or change your natural surroundings, you'll have to strive to evolve.

"For the last couple of millennia, biologists have been searching for the origin of mankind. Why do you think that is? Do you think they have nothing better to do?" she questioned me with rage.

I clenched my fists and didn't respond.

She continued. "Do you know why some scientists think our ancestors evolved from fish? That's because for millions and millions of years, the human race has been constantly evolving,

"Our brains are getting more and more complex. Even if the process of evolution seemed slow, we're still constantly adapting to change."

She then pointed at the fish inside a tank. "The process of evolution is a cycle. There's no guarantee that millions of years later, the ocean won't swallow the earth and the human race won't evolve back into fish- like creatures."

I rubbed my temples. She felt a bit deranged to me.

"None of this is a concern for our generation. That's something only future generations need to worry about." I thought she had too many excessive worries.

The average human life only spanned for a couple of decades. There was no need to think about events that might take place millions of years later.

"That's why you'll never understand. You can't comprehend why so many people in power seek

immortality. Everyone wants to witness history.

"Everyone wants to witness the advancement of human civilization! I've achieved something no one has ever done before! This is what we call progress!" she exclaimed emotionally.

It was clear to me now-her primary goal was to achieve immortality.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

As of now, modern medicine was not able to stop the body from deteriorating. They could only slow down the process of aging as well as cure or prevent illnesses. There was no science that could go against the inevitable process that was decay.