Revenge After Death

Chapter 152

“Steven Lincoln!” Michael angrily exclaimed as he balled his hands into fists, prepared to

attack Steven.

“Hurry up! We’re running out of time!” Phil anxiously cried.

The rope

would snap at any moment.

However, Steven still looked at Michael, resolute.

Finally, Michael gritted his teeth and nodded. “Alright, Steven. You better not regret this.

Just because Michael was taking this jab at his pride now didn’t mean that he wouldn’t get revenge on Steven for it in the future. He was bound to make Steven regret his decision.

Honestly, I was somewhat worried.

This brief moment of glee… It would surely cause Steven a lot of trouble, wouldn’t it?

But I couldn’t care about that right now. We would deal with whatever happens in the future when it happens.

In the end, Michael got on his knees before me with anger boiling in his eyes. It was clear how much he didn’t want to do this.

Huh…

and I couldn’t tell what

I hated Michael in the past, I couldn’t wait for him to get on his knees in front of me. I wanted him to

like him kneeling because of

“Steve!” Phil cried.

of rope left

Immediately, Steven let

and hurried over.

rope snapped, he grabbed one of the ropes

else, not even I could tell why Steven had grabbed onto that rope in particular. But when the rope above snapped and Yasmin’s body slightly fell, she was

his grip. And just like a wooden puppet, Yasmin’s body slipped yet again as her face flushed red with

took a deep

was torturing Yasmin.

Yasmin suffered and slowly suffocated, unable to even plea

it was a terrifying smile.

I silently looked

massaged his temple before going over to

Steven replied without budging, “Yasmin will hold out until the

but she had to suffer the pain of

Steven’s sense of time. If he said Yasmin wouldn’t die, then she wouldn’t die. But she couldn’t escape her suffering either.

stood up and was coldly gazing at Steven

wouldn’t let us