Revenge After Death

Chapter 500

In the past, I believed that death could inflict pain on those who harmed me. I viewed it as the ultimate retaliation against the organization.

But now, such notions seemed childish. My death wouldn't harm those villains; it would only bring sadness and despair to the ones I loved, repeatedly.

Summoning all my strength, I lifted my hands to hold Steven's face, managing a weak smile. "Long time no see, Steven..." My Steven.

Steven stiffened at my touch, his eyes closing as warm tears landed on my eyelashes.

He was such a crybaby... It was hard to reconcile that with the man who went berserk and lashed out at others.

"I've prayed countless times, hoping that you'll be fine..." Steven whispered softly, his voice trembling.

"I never knew a genius would believe in a higher power too," I joked weakly.

He chuckled. "I don't... but when a heart feels empty, it needs something to lean on, Stephie."

I stared at him blankly, suddenly recalling a faint yet vivid memory buried deep within me.

high school classmates, perhaps named Cecile, was

for her. Cecile's grandmother, who was in her 60s, even climbed the mountain tirelessly each

her grandmother's actions

that time, I couldn't grasp the significance either. Despite Cecile's terminal illness, she

"Do your grandmother's prayers truly make a difference? There

responded, "My grandmother

Cecile's words. I was unable to comprehend them fully. Yet now, I finally understand their profound

me as her, it seemed I had become

to keep going,

look at her. Keep your eyes on me and me alone. I'm the embodiment of

feel jealous of the face of my

replied without hesitation, always indulging my

my jealousy, I drifted back into unconsciousness, or

resolved, I no longer needed to fret or ponder. I could finally

You goddamn bitch!" I heard someone

was Eason, known for his