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.

so familiar yet

yet. Michael, you must protect

murderer is too ruthless. He had killed so

others were discussing the murderer. This scene seemed

her usual white dress and looked as

noticed me first and

I didn’t know

if something told me

shaking, but I didn’t feel like I was

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

own thoughts and avoided them

nervous as he stared at

for a get

far from what I

watched him with vigilance. “Don’t… don’t touch me,”

I was wrong before and I won’t hurt you again,” Michael said earnestly, as

reached out to me and asked for

hand and my vision turned

I actually thought about breaking

He noticed my daze and tried to

out in fear

wasn’t afraid of Michael. I was afraid of

down for dinner.” Yasmin walked

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