Dexter sat stiffly on the ground. He was looking at with a pale expression.
After a while, he lowered his head and smiled. Despite this, tears started to well up in the cor of his eyes. He had probably waited a long ti to hear those words from .
"You used to say that you loved too, but all this while, you’ve only been pretending,’ Dexter whispered. He was still unconfident. He had always been that way.
"I don’t care if you believe or not," I said, pulling him by the chain. "Either way, I will never let you leave again!"
Dexter looked at intensely. He said softly, "Don’t expose your identity, Sophia. Otherwise, everything I’ve done, including blowing off my leg, would be aningless.’
He was guilt-tripping by implying that I shouldn’t put myself in danger if I truly loved him.
"Then tell , who’s the mastermind of Geno Society whom you t in your capacity as the president of Crowdstar Group?’ I lost control of my emotions and yelled, tugging at the chain around Dexter’s neck.
Ever since I regained my mories, even though everything felt unfamiliar, I had gradually accepted the fact that I had emotions. I had beco increasingly irritable and moody.
Dexter reached out with trembling hands to hug but was pushed away by .
He slumped back disappointedly and softly said, ’Let handle it, okay Sophia? We’re almost there, just one final step to go."
I yelled, "No! What do you take for, Dexter? A canary you need to protect with your life? If you die, would you want to act as if you had never existed and push to soone else? What exactly are you afraid of, Dexter? What are you afraid I’ll find out?"
Dexter lowered his head and stubbornly held his hands together, refusing to speak.
He was clearly hiding a secret he refused to reveal. He wasn’t afraid of death, yet he was terrified of finding out about his secret. Just what was it exactly?
"Get so rest." I stopped pushing him since he refused to tell . Knowing Dexter’s personality, he would never tell if he refused to.
"Sophia!" He strained against the chain hard, hoping to stop from leaving. "Please... don’t expose yourself!" "Since you’re not willing to cooperate and tell who the mastermind is, I won’t listen to you either." I shook off his hand.
"I’ll tell you." Dexter grabbed at my hand once again
I wasn’t sure where his strength had co from, considering he looked so fragile. Yet with a sudden pull, he managed to trap in his embrace.
"I t the person behind Geno Society in my capacity as the president of Crowdstar Group, but she’s not the actual mastermind-there’s soone behind her pulling the strings," Dexter softly said, his voice trembling. "I t up with... Violette’
The person he t was actually Violette
I was stunned. ’Violette?"
Judging by her age, she shouldn’t be the main mastermind behind Geno Society.
I had suspected Violette even before I lost my mories, but her feelings for ’Sophia" seed too genuine to be an act.
Dexter said, "Violette found right before I decided to et the mastermind of Geno Society. She asked not to go and revealed herself as a part of Geno Society.
"I asked her who the mastermind was, yet she refused to say. But she was willing to help to keep things hidden from them. We orchestrated the explosion to create an illusion that both you and I were dead."
Dexter spoke softly, revealing Violette’s identity, yet I knew he was still hiding things from . "Violette is actually from Geno Society." I laughed sardonically.
When I ’lost my mories’ from the car accident, Violette ca into my life as a transfer student.
She always seed to be soone under the control of her mother, often ntioning that her mother disapproved of whatever she did.
But it turned out that she was actually from Geno Society.
Was everything Violette said a lie?
Was her ’mother’ the actual mastermind behind Geno Society? And was this "mother" never ant to refer to the role of a mother to begin with?
"We’ve managed to keep everything a secret, Sophia. We’ll proceed to work together to eliminate Geno Society step by step," Dexter said, tightening his grip on my hand.
"As for Carol, I’ve already had Joel infiltrate her ranks in advance. With the Rebels taking action at the sa ti, they won’t be able to hold out for long even if they have a powerful backing." He wanted to be patient and wait for a little longer.
"Just hold on a little longer, okay, Sophia? Let go," Dexter pleaded softly.
"It seems like you don’t understand what’s going on now, Dexter." I yanked on the chain, reminding him to get back to reality.
I smiled at him. "You should be the one getting so rest next. You’ve done well. I can take over moving forward."
I would be the one completing the next tasks.
"It’s dangerous, Sophia! Dexter refused to let take the risks.
I ignored him and tugged at his chain before kissing him once again. He looked at , stunned.
My kiss wasn’t the most skilled, but it was aggressive and vengeful. Dexter’s breathing quickened as he pressed my head closer to deepen the kiss.
"Rest well, and don’t think too much," I whispered.
Dexter looked at anxiously as his consciousness started to fade. "What did you make eat, Sophia?’
I had slipped a drug into his mouth during the kiss-one that would make him sleep.
"Don’t think about it and just go to sleep. Let handle it," I said.
He was willing to risk his life-but so was I
Zion was drugged unconscious in the hallway of Violette’s residence.
Violette had been shutting herself in her house all this while. She had been mostly ordering takeout. Naturally, it led to a lot of trash
As she didn’t want to keep going down just to take out the trash, she piled everything outside her door. Zion ended up lying among the piles of trash.
Unfortunately, as Violette did not notice him, he spent the entire night outside in the piles of trash.
By the ti I arrived, Zion had just woken up. He clutched his head painfully as he sat up from the piles of trash
"Who ate pickled herring-" he asked hoarsely when he slled a foul odor. He was still disoriented and unclear about his situation.
"Your girlfriend is pretty slow, isn’t she?" I calmly said as I knocked on Violette’s door.
She had never seed to be a sharp character to . As such, I never suspected her before this.
Zion imdiately looked up at , taken aback. He thought he was hallucinating now. "Did you just commit assault on a police officer?"
"You’re overthinking, Officer Landon. You said you’d drive down the mountain for an investigation, but you suddenly fainted before I could agree to it. I struggled to bring you over to see your girlfriend,’ I said, looking at him, who was leaning against the wall.
Zion glanced at the house number. "Violette isn’t staying here for now. She’s been getting takeout for days, so I asked her to move to my place a few days ago."
I humd a reply. ’No wonder you had to spend the night out here. Violette didn’t even co to check on you."
He looked at in shock. "I spent a night out here?"
"That’s not important. You can bring to Violette now. I need to talk to her," I said, interrupting his thoughts. Zion got up in a daze and tried to shake his headache away. ’Why do you want to talk to her?"
"I’ve told you-I’m Sophia," I told him without any hesitation.
It wasn’t that I trusted Zion a lot. It was just that I wanted more people to know.
If I didn’t push Violette and Dexter, they might never tell the truth until the end.
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