Revenge After Death

Howard eventually crawled over. He lay on the table in a panic, desperately eating the leftovers that Yasmin had left behind. He was attempting to regain his strength.

Meanwhile, the four of us were still at a stalemate. Joel glanced at me surprisingly as if to acknowledge that I had finally made a clever move.

Yasmin didn't appear afraid. "Do you dare to kill me?

"Give it a try," I said with a feigned sense of composure. I pressed the dagger against her carotid artery, its sharp edge grazing her skin.

Michael's expression turned stormy as he scolded with evident anger. "Stephany Larson!"

Without a doubt, he referred to me as Stephany. He was convinced that Yasmin was actually Stephanie.

I smirked. "Ha... If you wish to spare her life, put down the food."

Michael had no option but to take over the package from Yasmin. He opened it and put down the food. Joel grabbed a portion enough for us to share and ushered me to a secluded spot in the corner.

I gazed warily at Yasmin and Michael, whispering, "Joel... they are dangerous."

The mastermind was no longer the real danger here, but rather everyone who got caught.

eating some cakes, I sensed a slight return of

in

helped the people inside find the keys. He walked through each room without showing any emotion, assisting everyone

and the person previously suspected of being a murderer appeared to possess a greater sense of

harmed you and were the main ones responsible for Simmy's death. Wouldn't

guilty, and it is the law and divine justice that

the mastermind who controlled

bottle of milk, determined to assist him

swung open, revealing Callum, the perpetrator of domestic

rushed out was not to find food but to assault his wife. "Quinn Lloyd, you filthy bitch! Did you do

cowered behind

face and the corners of her mouth were clear signs of the prolonged domestic abuse

to conserve your energy. We may not be able to get out of here

around and swiftly running to the end to find

orphanage were

between them and the