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…

tense, and I couldn’t tell what

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

like someone like him kneeling because of me would mess

“Steve!” Phil cried.

was a small notch of rope left before

Immediately, Steven let

of me and hurried over.

rope snapped, he grabbed one of the ropes among

Steven had grabbed onto that rope in particular. But when the rope above snapped and Yasmin’s body slightly fell, she was caught just in time by the rope

stared flatly at Yasmin before purposely loosening his grip. And just like a wooden puppet, Yasmin’s body slipped yet again as her face flushed red

a deep breath.

torturing Yasmin.

suffocated,

smiled… But it was

silently looked

going over to

Steven replied without budging, “Yasmin will

had to suffer the pain of getting

of time. If he said Yasmin wouldn’t die, then she wouldn’t die. But she couldn’t escape her

was coldly

he wouldn’t let