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.

Stephany married into the Lincoln family with the clear purpose of becoming a

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

coincidence, I was

communicate with him. I knew that if I wanted to find out the truth

well as my parents‘ deaths, I had to start with him.

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

insane or not.

as though they wanted to swallow

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dangerously beautiful.

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corner while stark naked… He looked

this person was most likely a perverted murderer,

mixed heritage, he had paler skin than the average person here. The brutal scars on his calves and soles didn’t take away

long eyelashes fluttered. That sort of broken beauty would easily make someone want to protect

Stephy,” he repeated,

a derisive look flashed in my eyes. Was he

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

since I woke up, I suddenly grew dizzy. I quickly crouched

down.

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

body. But to my

I had disturbed him, he suddenly shifted his gaze toward me. His eyes were scarily

heated.