Revenge After Death

Chapter 189

If I’d once questioned whether or not Steven and I had met before, now, it was practically

confirmed.

What’s more, not only did I know Steven, but I also knew Simeon.

The fact that Carol had hung this photo in such a noticeable spot suggested that the bond between Steven, Simeon, and me had been pretty special.

“What’s the deal with the three of them?” I turned to Carol and asked.

She cowered in fear, murmuring, “Simmy’s… buddies.”

I stared at Steven’s photo for a long time.

Back when he was a teenager, he seemed even colder and more aloof than he was now. It was also a trait typically seen in geniuses.

But his eyes often avoided direct contact, hinting at a shyness beneath his aloof exterior.

“The cops must’ve already hit you up, huh?” I turned around and whispered.

The cops would’ve definitely talked to Carol. But the reason they hadn’t cuffed her was probably because they didn’t have enough evidence, or maybe they had something to

clear her name.

Carol muttered as she hugged her knees tight. “She should die. She’s just the worst.”

“Did you have Cyrus kill Yasmin?” I walked up to the bed and questioned her.

“Yeah… It was me,” Carol replied, looking confused.

It was obvious she had some intellectual disability.

But she still confessed.

had been asked, she’d fessed

were stuck with her

the chemical that Cyrus used to

at me. “Paraquat… kills

to all the blame, but with her intellectual disability,

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of a guardian, the cops‘ lead to her was

you the paraquat?” I asked Carol.

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The body slowly breaks down, and she’ll stay wide awake

was someone putting the idea of murder

put Carol up to it and greased Cyrus‘ palm to kill

you that?” I

she know that once paraquat gets into

allow for any second thoughts. It just brought pain and remorse, with no chance

made it out alive after downing paraquat.

her blood would get tainted in no time. Her insides would also slowly

just suffer till

“I did it,

who it was that put her up to it, and I didn’t keep pushing her either. Besides,

I could do now was to keep a close eye on her and

pointed at the photo. “Hey Carol, can you tell me

eager to open up to me

swiftly hopped off the bed and dashed over to the photo. “Simmy, Steve, and this one

is…‘

”

pointing to “Stephanie” in the red dress in the middle. Then, she looked at me

Carol in shock. “No,

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her head, puzzled. “I remember you. W’s adiowaty you blamy didn’t like you

him for Steve?”