Even After Death

“Brother, what happened?” Olivia asked, her voice filled with concern as she hesitated to approach Louis.

The only person she felt comfortable with in the vicinity was Avery.

“Olivia, don’t come any closer. It’s too dangerous here,” Avery warned, looking worried.

Louis glanced at Olivia and said, “Old man, my experiment is about to succeed. She is Ms. Nat’s descendant, and her blood is the same as Ms. Nat’s…”

Olivia’s face changed. No wonder she always felt that Louis took special care of her.

She had thought it was because of her physical condition and talent, but now she realized that Louis had known her true identity from the beginning.

The so-called living human transformation plan was actually to resurrect her grandmother!

This man was terrifying. He had gone to such lengths to resurrect her grandmother, and she had almost been deceived into believing he was only interested in the transformation plan.

Although Old Mr. Fordham had white hair, his eyes were sharp. “Louis, let go. Ms. Nat has been dead for many years. Her soul may have already entered reincarnation. Rebirth? Resurrection? This is against the law of nature. You have conducted so many experiments and killed so many people. Isn’t it enough? I reviewed your previous experimental data. You failed in all of them, didn’t you? The reason you didn’t harm her…”

Old Mr. Fordham pointed at Olivia’s face and said, “Isn’t it because she is Ms. Nat’s bloodline and looks like Ms. Nat that you are reluctant to let her go? You are also afraid of failure, aren’t you?”

Olivia finally understood. She had her grandmother to thank for her life. If not for her, she might have died years ago.

Louis still looked at her, refusing to give up, “You are my best test subject. Hurry up and help me.”

Avery and Ethan stepped in to protect Olivia, “Don’t go.”

It turned out that the Fordham family had orchestrated this entire scenario. Old Mr. Fordham had pretended to be dead to infiltrate Louis’ base today.

“Louis, it’s time to end this obsession. Ms. Nat saved you because she hoped you could contribute to mankind, but you have become consumed by your inner demons. How many wrongs have you committed just to revive her? I shouldn’t have spared your life in the first place.”

As he spoke, Old Mr. Fordham pointed his gun at Louis’ heart.

There was a loud “bang” and blood splattered everywhere.

His heart couldn’t be transformed; he was human.

Before he died, Louis crawled towards his grandmother’s body, repeatedly calling her name: “Ms. Nat, I’m here. You must be getting impatient waiting for me…”

With his last breath, he leaned over the ice coffin container. The blood in his body seeped out bit by bit, and then he closed his eyes forever.

Old Mr. Fordham looked at his grandmother, who still appeared very young, with gentle eyes, “Ms. Nat, I’m here to take you home…”

Olivia was very curious about Ms. Nat, a woman who had captivated so many outstanding men. She must have had a remarkable personality.

Olivia shared her findings with Avery. Avery patted her head and said, “Don’t worry, we already know. Father is on his way. Olivia, this was originally their matter from their previous lives. I’m really sorry for involving you.”

It seemed the Fordham family had not always been manipulated. They had played along to lower people’s guard and then lure out the mastermind behind the scenes.

“Let’s go. It should be about time.”

Olivia was taken to a neighboring island, where a fierce fight broke out between David and Brandon.

The island was surrounded by heavy troops. Whether flying in the sky or on ships in the water, the Heath family mobilized overseas forces to carry out military missions.

Brandon, despite his monstrous abilities, would inevitably be overwhelmed.

David and his mother embraced for a long time.

Deborah, lying on the ground, had an ugly expression. She never expected that after half a lifetime of scheming, she would end up in complete defeat.

In the crowd, Olivia found Jacqueline, who was barely alive. She wasn’t dead!Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Alexander had protected her at the last moment, and Warren had taken advantage of the chaos to seize control.