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.

school classmates, perhaps named Cecile, was

in this world, Cecile's grandmother fervently prayed every day for her. Cecile's grandmother, who was in

mocked Cecile, deeming her grandmother's

grasp the significance either. Despite Cecile's terminal illness, she remained content each

prayers truly make a difference? There

smiled and responded, "My grandmother is my

words. I was unable to

me as

going, to stay

Keep your eyes on me and me alone. I'm the embodiment of your love," I declared imperiously, commanding Steven to focus solely

of the face

Steven replied without hesitation, always

venting my jealousy, I drifted back into unconsciousness, or perhaps it

everything now resolved, I no longer needed to fret or ponder. I could finally drift into a peaceful sleep. It was

heard someone

was Eason, known for