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…

at me in silence. I

he aggrieved? Depressed? Or perhaps, upset?

of not trusting

this photo?” I showed

to me.

up at me. “If

him when the proof was right there in front of me. And I was also aware

exploit this to the fullest in their publicity. They will attack you for your mental illness and blow it out of proportion…” I lowered my head, dreading how cruel the ensuing public opinion could be toward

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

Aunty Lois sent me an article. It was a post published the year before, and the title was about paying attention to

and had a picture of Steven holding a kitten covered in blood attached next

1. it.

by a journalist, and nearly reduced the homeless

of views when it

how Steven went through

could be a double–edged

You don’t trust me, do you?” Steven’s voice was hoarse, as if he was on the verge of losing it again.

eyes for a sense of trust. However, upon finding nothing,

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

reached out and held

sensitive about the cat abuse incident.

me