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.

she knew the murderer. So whenever the murderer kills someone, she intentionally leaves. her belongings on the victims so she could provoke Michael and Yasmin?”

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

a while, and then he said, “Get an

wanted

holding onto shattered in a

were standing before me. Then,

but they

for their suspletoms when they found my

not important to me

one in the world

believed that i

one believed that Vesmin was the one who got me

believed

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to Hamforth Residence, where I used to

wealthy in Huma, but we were a happy middle–class family.

to imagine I was the happiest little princess who had a

had

back to

I wandered on the street in despair, countless cars ran through my soul. But I couldn’t

was even more desperate than I

Stephie, where are you? Please… come back to

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heard a faint cry coming from the entrance of my old home. A

My body trembled

My childhood

over, even though the phone was

me. Don’t scare

couldn’t stop