Revenge After Death

Subconsciously, I grasped the curtain tightly and hid behind it.

Peter had come again… Did Michael ask him to come?

On the surface, Michael pretended to be guilty. In actuality, he wanted Peter to erase my memories.

“Ms. Stephie, it’s time to eat.” Outside the door, the nanny knocked again.

Hurriedly, I went back to the bed and tucked myself in. I pretended to still be asleep.

Soon, I heard the door open.

The person who came to my bedside wasn’t Michael. It was Peter.

I clenched my fists subconsciously.

I tried my best to look natural. I didn’t want to be exposed.

Peter stood beside the bed for a while. He seemed to be observing me.

A while later, he chuckled. “Only a fool would believe in reincarnation….

“Dr. Jones, you don’t believe that either, right?” At the door, Yasmin walked in. “But Michael believes her.

She’s clearly a liar. No matter how good she is at acting, she’s still a liar. She can’t be Stephanie. Stephanie is dead. I put in so much effort to…

Yasmin stopped speaking.

“Michael loves Stephanie, so he would rather make up a character. The person can be Stephany, but it

can be you too,” said Peter.

I let out a sigh of relief. Peter was intelligent. He wouldn’t believe that I was Stephanie.

“I wanted to… But Stephany appeared aff of sudden.” Yasmin gritted her teeth.

It seemed that she still wanted to pretend that she was Stephanie.

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“There’s no need to rush. With such a fake around, you’ll seem more real.” Peter laughed. “As long as listen to me, not only will Michael believe that you’re the real Stephanie, but Steven will also believe that

you’re Stephanie.”

Yasmin was excited. “Dr. Jones, what idea do you have…”

“If Stephany can impersonate Stéphanie, you can too. Besides, you know Stephanie better than her,” said

Peter.

“Michael can’t see the truth because of his guilt. Did you feed him the medicine that I told you to give him every day?”

“Yeah. He took it just now and is asleep now. Ever since Stephanie passed away, he has gone insane. He doesn’t notice anything amiss,” Yasmin said softly.

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“The medicine causes hallucinations. So, it’s easy to trick Michael. As for Steven, he’s a lunatic. After my treatment and hints. He’ll believe that you’re Stephanie after he’s discharged.”

My chest tightened. I clenched my fists.

Peter!

What did he do to Steven?

“If Stephany finds out about our plan…” Yasmin said in a soft voice.

“So what? She’s a fake, too… The one who’s better at acting will win.” Peter’s finger grazed my face.

I felt a chill.

“Dr. Jones, you’re right. The better one will win.” Yasmin smirked. Walking toward me, she grabbed my chin and said, “Stephany, let’s see how long you can remain this arrogant. When Steven and Michael think that I’m Stephanie, they will cherish me instead… As for you, I’ll let you have a taste of being trampled on!”

“Alright. Don’t forget what I told you to do,” said Peter in a deep voice.

Yasmin let go of me and walked over to him. “Recently, the police are keeping watch over me… It’s hard

for me to take action…”

“Think of a way as soon as possible. They can’t wait for long,” said Peter.

Yasmin and Peter then left.

I knew what they were scheming. Based on the conversation between Yasmin and Peter, they had been

working together for a long time.

Peter mentioned that they couldn’t wait for long. Who were “they“?

It didn’t matter what Yasmin and Peter wanted to do. I needed to get Steven out of the asylum as soon as

possible.

What if Peter could really make Steven not repognize me…

What would happen then?

Hearing the sound of Peter’s car leaving. I secretly left my room and sneaked into Michael’s room.

Michael was in deep sleep.

What an idiot… He had no idea that Yasmin was causing him harmĮ

“Michael?” I patted his face.

Perhaps the medicine was too strong. Michael couldn’t wake up.

“Stephie…”

Michael was calling my name.

I wanted to leave, but he suddenly grabbed my wrist.

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“Stephie… I’m sorry,” Michael choked out. He seemed to be having a nightmare.

I tried my best to shake his hand off, but he pulled me onto his bed instead. “Stephie… Come back, please.

I’m sorry…

When I wanted to break free from him, the door opened.