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…

tell

his knees in front of me. I wanted him to beg for mercy from

of a sudden, I felt like someone like him kneeling

“Steve!” Phil cried.

was a small notch of rope

Immediately, Steven let

and hurried

the rope snapped, he grabbed one of the ropes among the tangled mess

one 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

flatly at Yasmin before purposely loosening his grip. And just like a

a deep breath.

was torturing Yasmin.

suffocated, unable to even plea

Steven smiled… But it was a

I silently looked

then massaged his temple before going over to Steven.

budging, “Yasmin will hold out until

had to suffer

wouldn’t die, then she wouldn’t die. But

and was coldly gazing at

wouldn’t let us