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

a small gate. Then, I was asked to head toward a row

me, are you?” I asked

patience.

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

It felt like someone was following

sunglasses on. He even had his hoodie pulled over his baseball cap. If I hadn’t known any better, I’d think

avoid

all that necessary?” I asked, my lips twitching

be beheaded than have my face looking ugly out in public. If

to work hard to get me killed. I’ll jump off

Eason said

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

arrogant. I thought he would

have thought that he would be such

apartment building on the third

walked alongside

him through his sunglasses. He was sporting dark bruises

look a bit like a panda.

I couldn’t help but wonder if Steven was

beat Eason up. It felt impossible.

even stand the pain of his wound making contact

How

another

the apartment building and down to

reason. I didn’t know why, but

You have the guts to marry a lunatic. I thought

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

proper