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…

body was slightly tense, and I couldn’t tell what emotion

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

sudden, I felt like someone like him kneeling because of me

“Steve!” Phil cried.

rope left before it

Immediately, Steven let

and hurried over.

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

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 caught just in time

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

a deep breath.

was torturing Yasmin.

slowly suffocated, unable

smiled… But it was a terrifying smile.

I silently looked away.

over to Steven. “That’s enough,” he said.

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

to suffer

Steven’s sense of time. If he said Yasmin wouldn’t die, then she wouldn’t die.

had silently stood up and was coldly

knew he wouldn’t let us off easy