Revenge After Death

Chapter 43

When Yasmin found out she was being targeted by the murderer, she got me to lure the murderer res her behalf. Yasmin was a selfish woman, and everyone could see that, except for thicknes

Zion looked meaningfully at Michael. Was he really that foolish? Or was there some hidden agradat

“I’m sorry… I don’t have the red dress anymore,” Vasmin stammered, hesitating to give it here

1. 1. she didn’t want the police to find out anything

Taken aback, Michael said, “But clearly…”

Clearly, there was another one. Yasmin had said she liked that one very much, and Michael bought it

for her

“That… That one got ruined in the wash. It bled in the washing machine, so I threw it away,” she

stuttered.

Michael didn’t say much after that.

Rachel was so angry that her eyes were bulging with redness when she asserted, “Tell me the brand and style of the dress. I’ll buy one myself.”

Michael remained silent for a long time before answering, “It’s the Luxe Yonder autumn collection There’s only one red dress in that collection.”

Listening to his words, my heart ached faintly. When I was 18, he asked me what gift I wanted, and I said, “Give me a dress. I like the designs of Luxe Yonder.”

He agreed, but in the following years, the person he bought dresses for was no longer me.

Too lazy to say anything anymore, Rachel only glanced at him before walking away. He’d better not regret it after this.

With furrowed brows, Zion followed her out and uttered to himself, “There’s something wrong with

Yasmin.”

“Officer Landon, could we get started with the plan as soon as possible?” Rachel asked as soon as they got into the elevator. She was no longer able to wait for another second.

“Please, let me try… I don’t dare to think about what Stephie is going through right now. Please,” she pleaded.

Zion took a deep breath and nodded.

“Alright, I’ll go with you to buy the dress first and then we’ll leave this hotel with you disguised as Yasmin. Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”

Rachel nodded while gripping her hands tightly.

must catch that

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you must make sure that no harm comes her way,” I nagged, despite knowing that he couldn’t hear me.

that Yasmin had, straightened

all the way. I was afraid that

she was drunk, and her hair was all disheveled. To avoid suspicion and make her act look authentic, she

beside her with red eyes the whole time.

be afraid. I’m always here

her guardian angel to always protect her, but there was nothing I could do.” The police made sure that everything was going

out alone into the night and walked back through Sunset Alley. Suddenly,

a ghost, was afraid of human intentions. What was truly frightening was never ghosts but the

I said nervously while staring

are you guys?” I shouted in fear, but they

distance. The

fear. I had a feeling that this was a

“Rach…”

Rachel away to escape, but it was too late. A figure had already emerged from the darkness. He was wearing a hooded sweatshirt and ill–fitting pants, revealing scars on his ankles. There was a

I screamed and shouted in fear, stomping my feet in place. “Rach! Run,

was the murderer. He was indeed the

he noticed Rachel sitting on the ground.

also red. His extremely handsome face revealed a

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got me to lure the murderer on her behalf. Yasmin was a selfish woman, and everyone could see that, except

at Michael. Was he really that foolish? Or was there some hidden agenda?

hesitating to give it because she didn’t want the police to

aback, Michael said, “But clearly…”

had said she liked that one very much,

for her.

wash. It bled in the washing machine, so I threw it away,”

much

so angry that her eyes were bulging with redness when she asserted, “Tell me the brand and style of the dress.

a long time before answering, “It’s the Luxe

gift I wanted, and

the following years, the person he bought dresses for was no

anymore, Rachel only glanced at him before walking away. He’d

followed her out and uttered to himself, “There’s

Yasmin.”

possible?” Rachel asked as soon as they got into

let me try… I don’t dare to think about what Stephie is going through right now. Please,” she pleaded.

deep

the dress first and then we’ll leave this