Revenge After Death

Chapter 304

Michael got up, seemingly wanting to say something…

He walked with me to the door. Seeing me glare at him angrily, he said softly, “Put on a coat. It’s still a bit

cold outside.”

Seeing that I remained silent, Michael took off his coat and carefully put it over my

shoulders.

I found him to be quite masochistic. I had been so good to him before, but he had treated me like garbage. Now, he was so cautious about being nice to me.

“I don’t want to see you.” I turned and left.

Michael stood in place and did not follow. His figure appeared somewhat lonely.

He and Angel said something, but I didn’t hear it.

In any case, the Ford family was now… I started to have my doubts.

Angel was not as simple as she seemed. Michael was being schemed against by Yasmin and Peter. Michael’s mother had been away from Huma for years, and his father apparently had another woman outside. It was almost as if he were a transparent figure in the Ford family.

Now, the entire Ford family was relying on Michael alone.

“Stephany!” Just as I walked into the small garden, I heard Yasmin call me angrily.

I tugged on Michael’s coat, deliberately provoking her. “What? Can’t stand it? Then tell me what I want to

know.”

“If I tell you, will you leave?” Yasmin looked at me warily.

She finally compromised.

I

国

a charity

narrowed her eyes, which were full of malice. “In a few days The president of Crowdstar Group will attend in person. I have inside information and know which room he’ll be staying

you?” I asked

I’m lying

the address.” I reached out to Yasmin for the room number.

took out her phone and typed out the

a photo of

did and smiled at Yasmin. “I wish you success. May you and

Chapter 304

“Don’t use sarcasm on

her. Now that I had gotten what I wanted, I needed to leave the Ford residence as soon as possible and find a

every day. I had

residence, I called Ewan. He told me to find a place to hide and not

too obvious.

I had underestimated Yasmin.

left the Ford residence, Yasmin must have told

hadn’t gone far when a group of

trash can and waited for those people to pass

mad and wanted to take my life and

the sound of a motorcycle came from behind

bikers accelerated

post, and the

what was happening and turned back

time. Michael should be

“Three, two, one…”

rushed over. Michael drove the car, knocking away

in the