Revenge After Death

Chapter 113

After my breakdown, I oddly started feeling more at ease. Honestly, the old me, Stephanie, was long

gone.

I wasn’t Stephanie anymore. Michael wouldn’t have a say in my life any longer.

I had already dealt with the nightmares he caused and squared things away from past favors.

I was free from owing him anything. If anything, he owed me a life–the life of the child who used to grow inside me.

As I was leaving, my phone started ringing. It was Rachel calling.

“Stephany, the police have managed to restore Stephie’s phone. We’ve retrieved the last recorded call from her.”

Before heading to Sunset Alley, I took the precaution of recording all my conversations with Yasmin. It turned out to be a rather clever move.

I didn’t trust Yasmin. Ever since she falsely accused me of pushing her down the stairs, trust was out the window. Fortunately, I had those recordings.

“I’ve already informed Michael. Do you want to come over and listen?” Rachel asked.

“Yeah, I’ll be on my way. I want to see the look on Michael’s face.” I practically gritted my teeth, showing just how much I loathed him.

about him, thinking he could be my savior in death. Now,

It would’ve been quite a show if she could come,” Rachel remarked with

me, Rachel probably had the biggest grudge against Michael

whether she really has

It wasn’t important. Just watching

catch some drama.” I grinned at Steven after ending

hesitated for a moment and awkwardly asked, “Do you… still hate

Michael. How could I possibly not

do,” I answered

He slowly let go of my hand

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the reason behind his reaction.

could I not hate Michael?

pause, Steven stared out of the car window and said, “He’s not a good guy… He

doesn’t deserve you.”

Steven a puzzled look. Was he

“Okay.”

who I was. At most, he might have mistaken me for Stephanie based on

my dismissive response, he

somewhat disgruntled. He was like a big dog that had been provoked.

looking at Steven. He claimed to be the more