Revenge After Death

Chapter 23

“Is it possible that we’re heading in the wrong direction? Maybe the murderer isn’t a male, but a female? Or maybe it’s Stephanie Carlson?” Lily told Zion her suspicion.

Zion remained silent.

I tried to explain to him, but it was no use. They couldn’t hear me crying or shouting.

I wondered why the murderer was putting my belongings on the victims after he had killed me.

First, it was my bracelet; Now, it was my earring.

What the hell was that lunatic trying to do?

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I followed Zion to the Godrey River. It was a remote area that was some distance away from the abandoned orphanage.

Obviously, the murderer had dumped the body into the river. Then, the body floated downstream and was found in such a desolate place.

I stood by the river and saw that body covered in white cloth. I couldn’t help but cover my eyes in fear.

Yes, even when I was dead, I was still as timid as ever.

“That’s Stephanie’s earring alright. The last body had Stephanie’s bracelet, and this one had her earring. What is the murderer trying to say?” Phil was puzzled.

“Lily might be right. Maybe the murderer is Stephanie Carlson! Even if it isn’t her, she’s definitely part of it.

“She’s now missing, and her friends insist that she’s still alive. So maybe she pretended she was missing, but the fact is, she’s the killer or accomplice!” Phil said angrily.

“I heard that Stephanie Carlson was in love with Michael Ford. They said she would do anything to get married to him.

So whenever the murderer kills someone, she intentionally leaves. her belongings on the victims

Zion helplessly and shook my head desperately. “No, it wasn’t me. I did not.”

and then he said, “Get an arrest warrant for Stephanie and put

wanted list.”

been holding onto shattered in

at the officers who were standing before me. Then,

not believe in me, but they even standered me and

they would feel guilty for

that was not important to

in the world would believe in

believed that i

believed that Vesmin was the one

them believed

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Hamforth Residence, where I used to stay with Mom and Dad before their

wealthy in Huma, but

the happiest little princess who had a beautiful life with my parents and a wonderful

everything had been

could never go back to

I wandered on the street in despair, countless cars ran

I would fall into the pit of despair after I died. I was even more desperate than I was alive because I couldn’t even

are you? Please… come back to me.”

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entrance of my old home. A thin figure was squatting at the door

streetlight. My body trembled when I saw who it

childhood friend and

my phone over and over,

don’t scare me. Don’t scare me,” she kept murmuring.

cry, yet she couldn’t stop repeating, “Stephie, please