Revenge After Death

Chapter 181

I understood that Aunty Lois was planning to ruin Steven in the same manner as we did

Michael.

I took a deep breath and got up from the couch. I wanted to ask Steven about the animal

abuse.

However, when I turned around, Steven was already sitting on the stairs. He gazed at me with reddened eyes, as if he were deeply aggrieved.

“Stephie…” Steven said softly, “Don’t settle it in private.”

“Michael won’t go down so easily. He’ll definitely fight back. In the worst–case scenario, he’ll only be detained for 15 days,” I told Steven.

Despite its significant impact on the Ford Group, this incident wouldn’t result in severe punishment for Michael.

“Detained for 15 days…” Steven seemed rather excited about it.

As long as Michael faced the music, he would be happy as a lark.

“Do you think the Ford family would just sit back and watch?” I sighed and sat next to Steven. “You don’t want to mess with The Ford family, especially Aun-

“Especially Mrs. Ford. It’s not the 15–day detainment that concerns them, it’s the impact of this incident on the company.”

Steven wrapped his arms around his legs and hunched over them with a pitiful expression. He looked like a huge abandoned dog.

at him with a complicated gaze before saying, “When you… have an episode, do you abuse animals?”

me in silence. I noticed that

aggrieved? Depressed? Or

me of not trusting him?

explain this photo?” I showed him the photo that Aunty

to me.

at me. “If I say no, will Stephie believe me?”

right there in front of me. And I was also aware that he was incapable of controlling himself during his episodes.

your mental illness and blow it out of proportion…” I lowered my head, dreading how

for him, he seldom checked his phone. Otherwise, he would be

sent me an article. It was a post published the year

homeless population and had a picture of Steven holding a kitten covered in

1. it.

highly critical, likely written by a journalist, and

of views when it went viral that

know how Steven went

could be

You don’t trust me, do you?” Steven’s voice was hoarse, as if he

arm, searching my eyes for a sense of trust. However,

lowered his head as his eyes gradually reddened. Then, with tears streaming down his face,

held his

seemed to be very sensitive about the cat abuse

called again, but he ignored me