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.

matter what had been

stuck with her too.

that Cyrus

up at me. “Paraquat… kills insects, pests.”

to all the blame, but with her intellectual disability, lack of evidence,

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to her was just

you the paraquat?” I asked Carol.

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it’s in the bloodstream… No way out. The body slowly breaks down, and she’ll stay wide awake till the end,” Carol muttered, holding her head,

was someone putting the idea of murder into action.

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

that?” I

could she know that once paraquat

It just brought pain and remorse, with no chance of survival.

anyone made it out alive after downing paraquat.

no time. Her insides would also slowly turn into a fibrous mess until she couldn’t

She would just suffer till death.

kept shaking her head. “I did it,

it, and I didn’t keep pushing her either. Besides, if the cops couldn’t get it out of her, there’s no way I could.

a close eye on her and figure things out on my

can you tell me about the three

open up to me

dashed over to the photo. “Simmy, Steve, and

is…‘

dress in the middle.

heart skipped a beat as I stared at Carol in shock. “No, you’ve got it wrong. We just happen to look alike.”

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puzzled. “I remember you. W’s adiowaty you blamy didn’t

for

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