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.

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

a small gate. Then, I

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

patience.

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

back. No wonder It felt like someone was following me the

and a pair of sunglasses on. He even had his hoodie pulled over his baseball cap. If

avoid the public gaze.

all that necessary?” I asked, my lips twitching

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

need to work hard to

said through

lips curled into an amused smile. When I saw Eason at the hospital

he would be a difficult person

would be such

to the apartment building on the third row,” Eason said,

walked alongside me.

at him through his sunglasses. He was sporting dark bruises

him look a bit like a

but wonder if Steven was really capable of

Eason

of his wound making

happened. How could someone like that possibly instruct

another person

apartment building and down to the basement.

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

scared? You have the guts to marry a lunatic. I thought

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

proper