Chapter 177

“Michael abducted me, threatened my husband, and assaulted him…” I told the truth in a

low voice.

Michael’s gaze deepened as he stared at me and sneered. “I abducted you? Where’s your proof? Officer, I’m willing to cooperate with your investigation.”

Then, before he left with the cops, Michael took another glance at me.

“You’ll regret this, Stephany,” he said.

Michael was certain that Steven would kill me one day. And when the time came, I would regret not having believed him.

“Stephie…” Steven came to me with a pale expression. He leaned on me and rested his chin on my shoulder, as if he was drained of all strength. “It hurts.”

My body tensed up slightly as I softly asked, “Did you inform the police before you came?

“Uh huh,” Steven admitted that he had asked someone to call the cops.

Apparently, Steven wasn’t stupid at all.

Michael had met his match this time.

“Mr. Lincoln was worried about you,” Ewan respectfully said.

I stared at Ewan with a complicated expression.

what connections he, Howard, and the

they working for Steven?

my hand, trying

I stood there

a bewildered

the courtyard?” I stared at Steven and asked in a hoarse

harboring suspicions, I’d rather lay all the cards

a long while before saying, “He’s Simmie. He’s

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orphanage. 15 years old. Survivor of that fire. From

room where Steven and Simeon had

had died. But Simmie was one of the

I couldn’t make out his features or tell his age. All knew was that he was tall and slender–just like the killer in my

murderer…” Steven explained in a soft

turned around and looked at

underage. He rarely gues out of the house because his body’s in bad shape

temple, feeling

I remember it wrong?

who had spoken to me

Simmie?

murdered me had a red

been to Stephanie’s house, right?” I asked

sneaks into houses to steal because he has no income. He’s

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