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.

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

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

a while, and then he said,

the wanted list.”

last hope I had been holding onto shattered in a blink of

at the officers who were standing before me. Then, I

in me, but they even standered me and

feel guilty for their suspletoms when

that was not important

one in the world would believe

one believed that i

Vesmin was the

them believed in

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went back to Hamforth Residence, where I used to

not be considered wealthy in Huma, but we were a

happiest little princess who had a beautiful

everything had been ruined.

could never go back

the street in despair, countless cars ran through my soul.

even more desperate than I was alive because I couldn’t even end

are you? Please…

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the entrance of my old home.

streetlight. My body trembled when I saw who

My childhood friend and

and over,

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

after a long cry, yet she couldn’t stop repeating, “Stephie, please don’t