Revenge After Death

Chapter 174

Michael was convinced that Steven was the murderer.

“I’ll show you. He’ll confess that he was the murderer,” he said in a hoarse voice as he

drove.

Meanwhile, I sat quietly in the passenger seat, feeling powerless and exhausted. “What… are you going to do?”

“Since he’s a lunatic, I’ll make sure he stays like that forever.” Michael was driving toward the abandoned asylum.

Suddenly, I realized what Michael was planning to do–he was going to push Steven and force him to tell the truth. He was going to make Steven admit that he had killed Stephanie.

When we arrived at the asylum, Michael dragged me to a small room and made me watch the surveillance monitor.

“You don’t believe that he killed someone, do you? You don’t think he’s a lunatic, right? Well, sit and watch then.”

“Everything’s ready, Mr. Ford,” the assistant said to Michael.

I watched in horror as the monitor flickered to life.

Michael’s intentions were clear–he was going to use the past events to provoke Steven and rub salt on his wound.

“Mentally ill patients are incapable of distinguishing reality from dreams. They might perceive the world as unreal and, consequently, express his innermost thoughts,” a doctor in a white coat solemnly stated.

I turned to him, clasping my hands tightly. “You’re Quentin Long, the doctor who exposed the scandal of the asylum, right?”

Quentin nodded.

“Since you rescued Steven, you should know that he’s not a bad person… So, why are you helping Michael with this? You’re adding insult to his injury,” I questioned him.

before saying, “He killed innocent people,

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bullshit! Stephanie wasn’t his wife. In fact, he’s the reason she’s dead!” 1

That shameless asshole.

my chin from behind

into the

was Steven, and it seemed like

called

used me to lure him here?” I asked through gritted

the reason Michael had shown up in the alley. He was there to

could use me to threaten Steven.

said in a

the monitor.

my hands as I watched Steven standing alone in

made my

the room, the metal door behind him was immediately locked. Yet, he still kept

stared into the camera with a horrifying

eyes on the camera and spoke in

before gesturing for Quentin

work.

while. Then, he stood

computer.

dimmed before a video was projected onto the screen

Steven’s past experiences in

tightly gripped my hands as I watched the video

desperately pounding on the mental door as he repeatedly shouted, “Let me

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