Revenge After Death

Chapter 55

I stared at Steven in shock. It took me a long time to process this information.

I snatched the paper out of his hands and gasped…

I thought he had scribbled nonsense on it, but unexpectedly, it was the real answer.

“You’ve studied this before?” I asked in surprise. Shock aside, I was also in disbelief.

Wasn’t he insane?

Steven nodded. “This is simple.”

Those words provoked me. This was impossible! Ever since I was young, I was always top of the class. When I went to college, my professors took great pride in me. Even though I wasn’t a genius by any means, I was still an excellent student. How could Steven be smarter than me?

“Have you seen the solution before?” Refusing to concede defeat, I continued writing more questions.

for him.

Jone

However, he quickly answered correctly.

Sometimes, he even wrote his answers while distracted because he would want to look at me from

time to time.

Despite all of this, he could still come up with an answer so quickly. This made him more than the average genius…

It was as though the crazy person was on his left shoulder and the genius was on his right. He could. only go between the two options.

college?” I asked

to Stamford…” he began.

He really had gone to

years old. I was in the advanced

I was speechless.

that sound so familiar? Suddenly, my

flooded my mind.

some memories

children stood at the door of the welfare home, holding giant bouquets. There was a banner in front of the welfare center that congratulated

my hand to my forehead, struggling to remember more. But my memory seemed to have been

to attend Stamford at 14 years old, Steven

did you sleep at the orphanage and act crazy?” I tried to make myself appear calm. I was getting more and more

clearly

act so that he

Steven lowered his gaze, and

I frowned. What?

Was he referring to Stephanie Carlson or Stephany Larson?

fully trust the man

pointed at myself to see

my eyes for a

promised was Stephany?

promise he made to a woman, he pretended to be mentally ill at the orphanage

too stubborn. He was just like… a monster in a fictional book, but ant

it worth it, wasting your talent to wait for someone?” I asked

by that and continued in a serious tone, “Stephie asked me to.”

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forehead, Whatever. Trying to bait a mentally ill criminal into saying something