Revenge After Death

Chapter 52

Who did that familiar yet foreign voice belong to? After that car accident when I was 18 years old, who did I remember?

I had this feeling that I had forgotten someone very important, but why couldn’t I remember?

“Stephie…”

Steve held his throat in pain. He gave me a heated stare before searching the room in a frenzy again.

Finally, under the towel, he found a bracelet.

I stared at the bracelet in surprise. It was the bracelet that I gave to the thief and also the bracelet that the murderer put on his victim’s body….

But the police had already found the victim. The bracelet should be with the police.

Could it be that it was just the same design?

Or could it be… that the one on the corpse’s wrist was fake?

As Steve held the bracelet, the rage faded from his body. Instead, he found a corner to curl up in, like a wounded animal licking its injuries.

I took a few deep breaths to force myself to calm down.

Last night, while I was unconscious, some memories that didn’t belong to me had entered my mind. They seemed to belong to the actual owner of the body. I wasn’t able to fully process them just now. Now that I was calm, I finally understood.

The original owner’s name was Stephany Larson. She was the daughter of Charles Larson, the chairman of the Larson Group. She had been sold to the Lincoln family as though she was an object to become a babymaker.

clear purpose of becoming a

the original owner had a heart condition, those drugs proved to be too much for her. After she was tossed into this room, she died

due to some mistake or some coincidence, I was

tried to communicate with him. I knew that if

my parents‘ deaths, I had to start with

disguise myself and get a hold of the prime suspect, whom

insane or not.

Those dark eyes looked as though they wanted to

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dangerously beautiful.

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while stark naked… He looked like

likely a perverted murderer,

were long and muscular. Probably because he was of mixed heritage, he had paler skin than the average person

That sort of broken

did this to Stephy,” he repeated, looking

derisive look flashed in my eyes. Was he regretting killing me? Were murderers able

we have to do in order to leave?” I said carefully, trying

woke

down.

young, I always had this problem. Whenever I was anxious, nervous, or scared, I would show signs of low

after being reborn into someone else’s body. But to my surprise, the feeling of low blood sugar was

he suddenly shifted his gaze toward me. His eyes were

heated.