Revenge After Death

Chapter 265

Michael and Peter walked in from outside.

Yasmin screamed for Michael to save her. “Mike, she’s gone crazy! Save me!”

Michael was visibly panicked. “Stephie, put down the lighter.”

Peter was also startled. He stepped forward and said, “Stephie, calm down. Put the lighter down. Take a deep breath. You don’t want to hurt anyone, right?”

I glanced at Michael and Peter and then scoffed. “Wrong answer. The one I want to hurt isn’t just anyone.”

The flame of the lighter ignited the alcohol on Yasmin’s hair instantly.

Yasmin screamed in terror while trying to pat out the flames on her hair. She fell to the ground, crying and screaming for help.

I stood there coldly watching Yasmin crying and begging for help.

Then I watched as Michael rushed up, wrapped Yasmin in a wet cloth, and she cried in his

arms.

Peter frowned deeply as he looked at me for a long time.

“Mike, she’s going to kill me! She’s going to kill me! Mike, save me! Save me!” Yasmin was still crying. Her hair was burned and messy, and her face was reddened by the flames. Too

bad her face wasn’t scarred.

“You’re crazy! You’re all crazy!” Yasmin yelled at me furiously.

wanted to light it up again, but

angry. He seemed to be hypnotizing me. “Stephanie! Is this how you repay your parents?How heartbroken would they be if they saw you

ears. When Peter touched me, I felt as if I were being pricked with needles. My vision darkened and my consciousness began

“Stephie? Stephie!”

Michael, who was holding

1. me.

What a joke.

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was right. He really wanted both

he was still trying to come to me.

it hurts! My face hurts so much!” Yasmin cried and clung to Michael. She didn’t want to give him a

me defiantly, as if she wanted

finally slipped away

Darkness enveloped me.

“Stephie…”

“Stephanie…”

my memories, after the car accident and after I’d lost my parents, I became

withdrawn.

moved from my home to the Ford

on Stephie will live with us. She’s preparing for

held confusion. I

not remember anyone from the orphanage?” I still remember the first question Michael asked me was

I looked at

speak but merely turned around and