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 emotion I was feeling right

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

felt like someone like him kneeling because of me would mess up my

“Steve!” Phil cried.

small notch of rope left

Immediately, Steven let

of me and

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

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,

just like a wooden

a deep

torturing

suffocated, unable to even

But it

I silently

before going over to Steven.

“Yasmin will hold

die, but she had to suffer the pain of getting

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

up and was coldly gazing at Steven and

he wouldn’t let us off easy