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.

been asked,

cops were stuck with

Cyrus used to

up at me.

but with her intellectual disability,

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to her was just another

paraquat?” I

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body slowly breaks down, and she’ll stay

was someone putting the

it and

that?”

she know that once paraquat gets into

It just brought pain and remorse, with no chance of

made it out

Yasmin’s body, her blood would get tainted in no time. Her insides would also slowly turn into a fibrous mess until she

would just

shaking her head. “I did it, I did

that put her up to it, and I didn’t keep pushing her either. Besides, if the cops couldn’t get it out

was to keep a close eye on her and figure things out

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

me and showed no signs

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

is…‘

”

red dress in the middle. Then, she looked at me with a puzzled expression

heart skipped a beat as I stared at Carol in shock. “No,

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you blamy didn’t like you

competed with him for Steve?” My