Revenge After Death

Chapter 175

Chapter 175

I sat in the room and stared at Steven through the monitor.

I was aware that he might go berserk and harm himself after being triggered. After all, that was his way of punishing himself.

Steven was reluctant to answer Quentin’s questions and simply kept banging his head against the wall, perhaps trying to calm himself down.

“You killed Stephanie, didn’t you? You put her in the glass display. I remember when you were at the asylum, you had a habit of collecting small animal bodies.

“You said you were worried that the kitty would leave you, so you killed it and stuffed it. Then, you hid it somewhere that you felt was safe. And that bird…” Quentin persisted in questioning Steven, determined to extract the truth from him.

“You liked Stephanie, but she didn’t belong to you. She was in love with Michael, so you had no choice but to kill her. Only then would she be yours forever.

“That’s why you put her in the glass display, right?” Quentin asked in a loud voice.

Steven’s quivering body momentarily stiffened.

Then, he looked up at Quentin.

His forehead was stained with blood from the impact of banging his head against the

wall.

I knew Steven couldn’t take it any longer.

Quentin kept pressing him for answers while the screen on the wall continued displaying his past nightmares

“Let go of me, Michael.” I stared at Michael with reddened eyes filled with hatred.

“He’s a lunatic, for crying out loud! What do you see in him?” Michael seemed to lose control as he pointed at the screen. “He’ll kill anything or anyone that he likes. If you don’t leave him… this might be your end.”

I furiously glared at Quentin who continued to mercilessly provoke and force Steven to admit he was the murderer.

These people were all lunatics.

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“Michael, you’re the reason Stephanie’s dead…” I said in a low tone, trying to shift his attention.

At this, Michael turned away from me and glanced at the monitor instead.

He still insisted on hearing Steven confess to killing Stephanie….

While Michael was distracted, I used my teeth to untie the knot around my wrists. Then, I grabbed a nearby stick and swung it at Michael’s head.

It was the first time I had ever hit someone, so I was somewhat scared. And perhaps because I didn’t hit him hard enough, Michael wasn’t knocked out.

However, he did fall to the ground.

Then, he touched the blood on his forehead and fumed in anger.

After taking one step back, I turned around and ran.

Meanwhile in the room, Quentin continued to press Steven for answers.

“You liked Stephanie for so many years. During your days at the asylum, you kept calling her name too. You’d always planned to kill her, right?”

Suddenly, Quentin noticed Steven’s gaze turning solemn.

Scared, he took a step back.

Then, Steven suddenly grabbed Quentin’s collar and pulled him close.

“No…” His whisper was hoarse, and his voice was barely audible to anyone but the two of

them.

Then, with sudden ferocity, he slammed Quentin’s head against the wall and knocked

him out.

After that, he wiped away the blood stains trickling from the corner of his eye

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and stood

Then, he smashed the projector hanging on the wall before shifting his cold and dark gaze toward the surveillance camera.

At that moment, I burst through the door and met his icy glare.

Yet, upon seeing me, the frostiness in Steven’s eyes melted away and was replaced by a

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sense of grievance.

He stood there, visibly aggrieved as his shoulders slightly trembled.

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“Stephie…” Steven lowered his head as tears cascaded down his cheeks, dampening his gray hoodie. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

But as I stood in the doorway, I was stunned.

I looked at the chaotic scene in the room and saw Quentin lying unconscious on the ground.