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.

up to. Even so, I followed his instructions and traversed through the Stamford campus according to

told me to walk across à field to get through a small gate. Then, I was asked to head toward

are you?” I

patience.

that? I’m right behind you. What are you so afraid of?” Eason

It felt like someone was following me the whole time.

pulled his cap low. He had a face mask and a pair of sunglasses on. He even had his hoodie pulled over

trying to avoid the

that necessary?” I asked, my lips

be beheaded than have my face looking ugly out

hard

said through

into an amused smile. When I saw Eason at the

thought he would be a

thought that he would be such an

the apartment building on the third row,” Eason said, then hung up the

alongside me.

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

look a bit like

I couldn’t help but

Eason up. It

of his

up when that happened. How could someone like that possibly

to beat another person

building

little scared for some reason. I didn’t know why, but the place felt eerie and

have the guts to marry a lunatic.

with a sharp edge in his tone. However, he didn’t seem like a bad

proper