Revenge After Death

Michael got up, seemingly wanting to say something…

He walked with me to the door. Seeing me glare at him angrily, he said softly, “Put on a coat. It’s still a bit

cold outside.”

Seeing that I remained silent, Michael took off his coat and carefully put it over my

shoulders.

I found him to be quite masochistic. I had been so good to him before, but he had treated me like garbage. Now, he was so cautious about being nice to me.

“I don’t want to see you.” I turned and left.

Michael stood in place and did not follow. His figure appeared somewhat lonely.

He and Angel said something, but I didn’t hear it.

In any case, the Ford family was now… I started to have my doubts.

Angel was not as simple as she seemed. Michael was being schemed against by Yasmin and Peter. Michael’s mother had been away from Huma for years, and his father apparently had another woman outside. It was almost as if he were a transparent figure in the Ford family.

Now, the entire Ford family was relying on Michael alone.

“Stephany!” Just as I walked into the small garden, I heard Yasmin call me angrily.

I tugged on Michael’s coat, deliberately provoking her. “What? Can’t stand it? Then tell me what I want to

know.”

“If I tell you, will you leave?” Yasmin looked at me warily.

She finally compromised.

“Of course.” I nodded.

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there’ll be a charity banquet.

“Fine…” Yasmin narrowed her eyes, which were full of malice. “In a few days The president of Crowdstar Group will attend in person. I have inside information and know which room he’ll be staying in at the hotel.”

“Why should I trust you?” I asked indifferently.

“You can bring a few people with you. You’re just discussing business, not doing anything shady. If I’m lying to you, you can always keep fighting me for Michael,” Yasmin said, gritting her teeth.

“Alright, give me the address.” I reached out to Yasmin for the room number.

Yasmin reluctantly took out her phone and typed out the room number and address. Then, she let me

take a photo of it.

I did and smiled at Yasmin. “I wish you success. May you and Mike have a happy life together.”

Yasmin gritted her teeth. “Don’t use sarcasm on me.”

I ignored her. Now that I had gotten what I wanted, I needed to leave the Ford residence as soon as possible and find a way to rescue Steven.

They used sedatives and fragrance oils every day. I had to cherish my hard–won life.

As I left the Ford residence, I called Ewan. He told me to find a place to hide and not to stand somewhere

too obvious.

I did miss something. I had underestimated Yasmin.

As soon as I left the Ford residence, Yasmin must have told Martin’s people. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I hadn’t gone far when a group of people on motorcycles appeared on the road.

I hid behind a trash can and waited for those people to pass before slowly coming out.

Martin had gone mad and wanted to take my life and my child’s life.

Suddenly, the sound of a motorcycle came from behind me.

One of the bikers accelerated and charged at me.

I dodged behind a lamp post, and the biker crashed into a utility pole.

The other bikers realized what was happening and turned back

I stood there, counting the time. Michael should be coming out soon.

“Three, two, one…”

A black car rushed over. Michael drove the car, knocking away the bikers, and opened the passenger

door. “Stephie! Get in the car.”

The bikers smashed the driver’s side window with rods. Michael tried to block the attacks, but the rod hit his arm. Then, the attacker pulled out a knife and stabbed Michael.

“Mike!”

Michael grabbed the knife, his hand getting cut. He pushed the person away and slammed on the

accelerator, taking me away.

“Didn’t I tell you not to leave the Ford residence? Martin’s people won’t let you go,” Michael said nervously, looking at me. “Are you hurt?”

I ignored him and looked down without speaking.

Sighing, he said again, “Have you finished reading your parents‘ diary?”

I shook my head. There were too many entries to read. How could I finish reading them so quickly?

“I watched the news this morning. There was another murder case at a garage. Someone was stabbed Spices were poured on his body, and stray dogs bit his body.”

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I looked at Michael in shock.

In the Sunset Alley murder case, the suspect had already committed suicide by jumping off a building… Now, a similar case had appeared.

Was it a copycat murder or a serial killing?

“But what was different this time was that there was a miracle. The person who was stabbed didn’t die. Although his body was bitten by stray dogs, he was still breathing when the police found him. But it’s still uncertain whether he can be rescued.”

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