Revenge After Death

Chapter 213

“Stephany, you’re not Stephanie! You’re not!” Yasmin continued to scream.

As soon as the nurse noticed this, she hurried over to comfort her. Recognizing that something was amiss, she promptly alerted the doctor.

*Stephany, I’m aware of Stepalinie’s secret. You don’t believe me, right? I really do know her secret…” She suddenly grabbed my arm, her voice hoarse and low. “Be wary of Steven. Be wary of that lunatic.

I stepped back and stared at Yasmin, her eyes filled with despair. “The Lincoln family won’t protect you, and I don’t need to learn Stephanie’s secret from you. Yasmin, this is your own doing. and no one can help you.”

Yasmin lay on the ground shaking. “Stephany! You’ll regret this!”

She resented me for making her kneel today without offering her any protection. However, I ignored her. Despite her continued hysterical shouting, Steven took my hand and guided me away. I did not turn back. I was not a saint. The more she suffered, the more joy I felt © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

As I gazed at Steven’s back, my vision slightly blurred. Yasmin’s words about me and Steven being lovers resurfaced in my mind. I had feelings for Steven, and Steven felt the same way about me. How could I have let such a momentous memory slip my mind? How?

“Stephanie! Why are you still fighting with me about Michael? Why do you still hold a place in hu heart even after you’re gone? You’re a lunatic and an evil ghost! You nearly caused Michael’s death once. It’s your fault! It’s your fault that he hates you!” Yasmin continued to shout.

Steven seemed to walk faster. He looked at Yasmin with a sinister expression, took me into the elevator, and covered my ears. “Don’t trust anything she says.”

I couldn’t look away as Yasmin wept until the elevator door shut.

Rachel, who had been outside on the phone, eagerly approached me as soon as she saw me coming out. “Stephany… Zion… The incident unexpectedly went viral online. The overwhelming public backlash compelled the authorities to impose sanctions on Zion.”

I was stunned and checked my phone. Police brutality had become a popular search topic. Someone was intentionally influencing public opinion.

“At first, I thought the murderer behind was just one person, a lunatic. It seems that we all underestimated…” My voice was strained.

The individual responsible was not just one person. They also possessed significant power and financial resources. It took extraordinary influence and resources to shape public opinion and control traffic flow. Who could this murderer be?

Rachel looked down, her voice trembling with tears. “Zion was transferred to the traffic police team 3. He has been involved in this case since the beginning. But now, he has been demoted to a

traffic policeman, making the closure of this case even more unlikely.”

“Zion must have been devastated.” I found myself at a loss for words.

“Shall we go and support him?” Rachel whispered, seeking my opinion.

She now seemed to trust me, which surprised me a little.

Steven held my hand. “Let’s go.”

I was pleasantly astonished by Steven’s initiative to show care for others. “Sure.”

We all stood outside Zion’s residence together. Despite Rachel’s persistent knocking, Zion refused to open the door. Rachel forcefully kicked the door. “Zion, I know you’re in there. If your

don’t open the door, I’ll make sure the police know all about you!”

I was aware that Rachel was concerned about what would transpire with Zion. However, Zion continued to refrain from opening the door.

“Zion, get out here! You bastard! How could you leave me? I’m carrying your baby, and your dumped me!” Rachel’s tears were streaming down her face as she put on a convincing performance.

They were in the dorm room of the police station. Zion’s father served as a dedicated police officer and tragically lost his life in the line of duty while pursuing a dangerous criminal.

Inspired by his father’s unwavering commitment and fueled by passion, Zion believed he had the potential to become an exceptional police officer. However, reality had made him feel defeated many times.

Rachel’s outburst was so intense that it left Steven and me stunned. We exchanged a glance and silently stepped back in agreement.