Revenge After Death

Chapter 285

Michael seemed to desperately want me to believe in him.

“Michael” Yasmin called out, as if she couldn’t bear to be separated from him for a single second.

Michael frowned and remained standing, as Yasmin walked over to hug his arm. He did not push her

away, but looked at me worriedly, as if afraid that I might be jealous.

“Wait for me in the car,” Michael told Yasmin. She hesitated.

“There are reporters out there. The police have brought Steven away, you’ll be fine,” he continued in a low

voice.

Yasmin gritted her teeth and glared at me begrudgingly. She then reluctantly left.

“Stephie-” Michael started to say, as if wanting to explain to me.

“You’re such a gentleman, Mr. Ford,” I remarked sarcastically.

Michael said, “She had once saved me after all, Stephie. I promised that I would keep her safe. The killer already had their eyes on her, and the police cannot provide round–the–clock protection for her. I‘

so that yo

he said, “I’m only doing this to find out the truth, so

you’re doing this for me now?” I said with a laugh. How blind had I been before to be seeing Michael with

you

one to confuse gratitude and love. I

expression turned embarrassed as he said, “Stephie,

truth. Stephanie Carlson is already dead. The person standing before you hows Stephany Larson,” I interrupted

stuck in his throat as his eyes became

nothing came out.

end, he lowered his head and laughed bitterly, saying, “I know that

now, Stephany! Look at what’s going on now!” After seeing how Ignatius‘ body and Steven were taken away by the police, the relatives of the Lincoln family all but rushed toward me to make

was full of vigor as he rushed forward to ask me for an explanation. He said, “Stephany, you troublemaker! There hasn’t been a moment of

is now dead, Look what you’ve

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the end of the Lincoln family!” a woman started scolding me as well.

cause a scene elsewhere! The police have to provide us an explanation on whether Mr. Lincoln Senior had died of

These people were in cahoots with Martin. If they were to accidentally hurt me and my baby, they would only be

me. Michael frowned before reaching out to stop him by the wrist. He said, “Stay away from

was somewhat afraid of Michael still. “You’ve got

was an ugly scar that stood out

hand in a hurry when he saw that I was looking at his wrist. He hid his hand