PopularNovelChapter 768 I turned to Michael. "Did you call the police?" He nodded. "I have Eason's tracking chip on me. Even though we're at the high seas, the police are determined to capture them this time." Leaning against the boat, I smiled at Steven. "We've won, Steven." At least Michael did not disappoint us this time.
"This was Steven's plan-to throw himself into a deadlock. He thought he could trade his life for the downfall of GenSociety, but you becthe variable," he said, looking at me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis was his and Steven's original plan. They wantedto continue living well, while they handled dangerous work like this.
Tears pooled around my eyes as I looked at Steven. "Do you think you could escape unscathed if it wasn't for me?" He merely smiled and said, "You're the smartest, Stephie." It should have been something worth getting excited for, but for sreason, I felt as if Steven was hiding something from me.
"Are you hiding something from me?" My voice trembled as I asked, suddenly feeling nervous.
Steven said, "GenSociety won't be wiped out just like this. We've been on the island for stnow. Surely, you would've noticed it. Other than the experimental subject Joel was asked to dispose of, there's nothing illegal going around.
"All the clone subjects are their own people, and the remaining people are renowned doctors and biologists from around the world." His voice trembled as he continued, "Even if the police find this place, there's nothing they can do, Stephie. This is a private island bought by Andy a long tago." Steven suddenly coughed out blood mid-sentence.
Joel and I started panicking. I anxiously crouched in front of Steven, my fingers trembling." Steven... Steven!" "I really want to leave with you, Stephie. I want to enjoy our ttogether until death do us part," he said weakly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI noticed the dark veins on his neck. I tensed up and yelled at Michael in a panic, "Stop the boat now!" What did those bastards put into Steven's body this time? "What is it?" I cupped his face with trembling hands, carefully wiping the blood away from the corner of his lips.
"There's a microbomb near my heart. My heartbeat will be restricted if I leave the base," Steven whispered. He then cupped my face and said, "I really want you to live well, Stephie." He was crying as he toldto live well.
"Take us back! We're not leaving anymore. Take us back!" I cried, turning back to plead with Michael to send us back.
We wouldn't leave, then. It didn't matter if we were trapped there. I didn't want Steven to die.
"Stephie." He took a deep breath, forcingto keep calm. "We can't go back, Stephie." "Turn back!" I yelled at Michael, who looked at Steven with a troubled expression. "Can we still save you?" Joel asked in a choked sob.
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