Chapter 259

“Michael, she’s not Stephanie!”

My last consciousness lingered on Yasmin crying out that I wasn’t Stephanie

Stephane is already dead”

I knew she was scared and panicked.

However, what was she afraid of? Back then, she was so confident that Michael would marry her. Why was she crying now?

When I woke up again, everything was pure white. I found myself waking up in a strangely familiar yet unfamiliar environment

It was the Ford family’s residence. I was laying in the bedroom I had lived in for many years.

My vision felt numb. I tried to lift my arms, but my body wasn’t fully under my control.

“Stephie,” a familiar voice called my name.

“Ms. Larson, it’s time for dinner,” the family’s maid, Angel, called out to me.

I felt a headache coming on. As I got up, I noticed the clothes I was wearing and felt a sense of confusion,

This pajama was given to me by Aunty Lois.

“Ms. Larson. Mr. Lincoln is back.” Angel smiled at me from outside the door.

felt so familiar yet

caught yet.

is too ruthless. He had killed so many pec

others were discussing the murderer. This scene seemed

usual white dress and looked as gentle as

me first and looked somewhat unnatural.

instinctively. I didn’t know

something told me I should be afraid

but I didn’t feel

flashed through my mind and that was to kill these people. They all deserved

was startled by my own thoughts and avoided them while breathing anxiously.

as he stared at me. “Stephie? Don’t be afraid.

get together. Let’s eat.”

unusually gentle, far

away from him and watched him with vigilance.

before and I won’t hurt you again,” Michael said earnestly, as if making a vow.

and asked for

and my

actually thought about breaking his

noticed my daze and tried to touch me.

cried out in fear and quickly

I was afraid of the thoughts in my own mind.

Come down for dinner.” Yasmin walked down the stairs step by

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