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…

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

him to get on his knees in front of me. I wanted him to

someone like him kneeling

“Steve!” Phil cried.

notch of rope

Immediately, Steven let

me and

snapped, he grabbed one of the ropes among the

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

a wooden puppet, Yasmin’s body slipped yet again as her face flushed red with

a

was torturing Yasmin.

watched as Yasmin suffered and slowly suffocated,

Steven smiled… But it was a terrifying smile.

I silently looked away.

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

replied without budging, “Yasmin will hold out until

wouldn’t die, but she had to suffer the

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

Michael had silently stood up and was coldly gazing at Steven

knew he wouldn’t let us off