Chapter 669

Michael frowned as he looked at Zion and Eason. He said, "She's Una." I was perplexed. Una? Wasn't I Stephanie? Eason coldly chuckled before leaving with Zion. The basement fell deathly silent once everyone left. "Listen to me, Stephie. Don't tell anyone else that you're Stephanie Carlson from now onward," Michael said, looking at me anxiously. "If someone asks, you tell them that you're Una and you don't have any other memories. Just tell them you don't know no matter what they ask you." "Why?" I looked at him, confused. "There are too many people out there who might be from Genome Society. It might even be someone around us. Don't trust anyone else other than me." Michael held my hand tightly. His gaze grew even more anxious under the dim lights. "From now onward, you can't live as Stephanie anymore. You have to go by Una—because Stephanie Carlson is already dead to the public." I looked at Michael in shock. Stephanie Carlson was already dead? But why, when I was clearly still