Revenge After Death

Chapter 301

I quickly hid under the bed, watching the person who came in….

It was the caretaker.

From the way Peter and Yasmin could walk around the Ford family so freely, it could be seen that there was something wrong with this caretaker.

The caretaker’s name was Angel Ewing. She had been taking care of Michael and me ever since I came to the Ford family.

We called her Angel. She was 48 years old this year. She dressed plainly every day without much makeup, making her look somewhat old. But it was not difficult to see that her facial features were still delicate. She must have been a beauty when she was young.

Angel had a gentle personality and was also intelligent. She never talked much, but Lois trusted her very much, so she let her take care of me and Michael.

I hid under the bed and watched quietly.

Angel slowly walked to the bedside and silently looked at Michael, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Frowning, I hid cautiously.

A caretaker sneaking into the master’s room in the middle of the night and staring at him so strangely was chilling to even think about.

“Angel, why are you still awake in the middle of the night? You scared me half to death!” Yasmin walked into the room and was startled by Angel.

standing by the bed was indeed a bit scary.

Are they really not harmful to Mr.

to fall into depression. He would’ve committed suicide if it weren’t for you…” Yasmin

I’m just worried about Mr. Ford. Ms. Bailey, you should rest

the room, but she stopped at the door.

illusion, but I felt

and took a deep breath, not daring to make

all the people in the Ford family, I couldn’t see through

whom I once couldn’t understand, had become the

first. You asked for my help to get rid of Stephanie. You said that she was always clinging to you. I helped you, so you have to help me too.” Yasmin sat by the bed, gently touching Michael’s face.

can’t? Am I worse than her? If it weren’t for

you. Now, I’m pregnant. This is what you owe me, and you will always owe me.” Yasmin’s voice turned from hoarse to hateful.

under the bed, afraid that

wanted to keep Yasmin by his side. It was not only because he owed her

wasn’t his, so there had to be

is a real ghost or a fake her

one,

I can’t let

of me

big with Peter, and