As my consciousness faded, I slipped into unconsciousness.
I knew all too well that Nancy was redirecting her anger toward me. Before the leader of Genome Society could reprimand her, she would undoubtedly take it out on me.
As I had anticipated, I found myself in the operating room upon Nancy had intentionally prevented the anesthetist from numbing me before forcibly extracting my premolar.
Feeling the pain and tasting blood in my mouth, I clenched my fists. I pounded the bed in anguish.
"Feeling the pain?" Nancy's voice dripped with fury as she held my tooth with forceps.
"Sofia Miller, you implanted such a sophisticated locator in your tooth just to reveal the location of our laboratory, didn't you?"
"I knew it... You're a wildcard. Reincarnation is nothing but a fabrication to entice Genome Society's interest in you, luring them to bring you back!"
I was stunned, staring at the tooth Nancy was holding.
