Revenge After Death

Chapter 224

My heart skipped a beat upon hearing that. I widened my eyes and asked, “What do you mean by that?”

“Steven’s dad, Mr. Andy, died. His death is closely related to his uncle, Mr. James. Even Mr.

Martin and the rest of the Lincoln family were involved with it. As you’ve seen, James‘ fate

has already been sealed.

“And now, even Mr. Ignatius, who condoned the murderer, is also bedridden. Do you

honestly think Steven had nothing to do with all of it?” Eason said in a low voice and

sneered.

I fell silent. I knew deep down that I did not trust Steven completely. But I had known him since we were kids. I knew that he was fundamentally a good person.

“I guess that lunatic thought that by swelling up my face, I wouldn’t be able to take you to see that place. He has definitely underestimated me,” Eason said. He seemed eager to challenge Steven.

Eason’s speech over the phone was a bit stuttered. I figured his face must be bruised up

quite badly.

Eason was often cold and aloof, after all. It was difficult for me to imagine what he looked

like all beaten up.

“Have you arrived at Stamford?” he asked again.

“Yeah, I’m already here,” I replied while glancing around.

“Pass your phone to the guards when you walk into the campus. I’ll let them know to let you in. Just follow my instructions,” he said.

Eason was up to. Even so, I followed his instructions and traversed through

told me to walk across à field to get through a small gate. Then, I was asked to head toward a row of apartments located behind the

games with me, are you?” I asked through gritted teeth. I was losing

patience.

I do that? I’m right behind you. What are you

It felt like someone was following me the whole

He had a face mask and a pair of sunglasses on. He even had his hoodie pulled over his baseball cap. If I hadn’t

avoid

necessary?” I asked, my lips twitching with amusement.

face looking ugly out in public. If

to work hard

said

amused smile. When I saw Eason at the hospital the other day,

I thought he would be a difficult person to approach,

would be such

third row,” Eason said, then

walked alongside me.

glanced at him through his sunglasses. He was sporting dark bruises on both eyes,

a bit like a panda.

help but wonder if

to beat Eason up. It felt

stand the pain of his wound making contact with water. He would

tear up when that happened. How could someone like that possibly instruct

another person

me into the apartment building and down

a little scared for some reason. I didn’t know

the guts to marry a lunatic. I

and said with a sharp edge in his tone. However, he didn’t seem

proper