Chapter 291
"Sophia? Sophia..." I heard Dexter’s familiar voice calling my name hoarsely while I was in a trance.
I gradually regained my focus, unveiling a clear image of the person beside me. It was Dexter. He was like a shining light, guiding me through dark times. He was like my remedy, infusing me with motivation and hope to carry on.
"Dexter..." I whispered, shaking my head. It was only when I fully regained consciousness that I realized our current situation.
I was thrown beside Dexter. We were surrounded by "suspects" with wounded hands who might be the president of Crowdstar Group. We were all locked up in an operating room within the medical capsule.
As I counted, there were 13 people in total, including Dexter. It was evident that the lunatics had meticulously chosen the most likely 13 from a pool of over 300 passengers. Clearly, they were confident that the president of Crowdstar Group was among these 13 individuals.
"Are you experiencing any discomfort in any part of your body?" Dexter nervously glanced at me and proceeded to examine my head.
Being knocked unconscious was painful, but it was not a big deal. "I’m fine."
I embraced him and rested in his arms to reassure him. "Let me rest in your arms for a moment."
Dexter dutifully leaned against the wall on the floor, allowing me to find solace in his embrace. "Dexter, you’re the president of Crowdstar Group, right?" I asked in a hushed tone.
I was a little worried. Once his hand was healed and the Rebels knew who he was, he would be in a dilemma. Genome Society wouldn’t fully trust him, and neither would the Rebels. By then, all of Dexter’s plans would be disrupted.
Dexter still didn’t give me a direct answer. Instead, he gently rubbed my head. "Don’t be afraid."