Revenge After Death

Chapter 529

"Alright, let's talk." I nodded, signaling for him to speak.

Michael frowned and stared at Steven. "I only want to speak with you alone, Stephany."

"You have quite a few requests. Just say it here if you want. Else, that's fine by me too," I complained, looking at Yasmin and Una.

Then, I continued, "You should probably deal with your own problems first, though. You seem to be attracting quite a bit of attention."

He drew a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Stephany, the CEO of Crowdstar Group is a young man. He's been investing in Genome Society continuously for the last few years. He's one of their biggest clients.

"He's not a good person.... He's just a businessman."

I stared at him wordlessly, signaling him to carry on.

"Don't trust Steven, Stephany... There's more to him than what meets the eye." Michael sighed. It looked like he was pitying me.

I didn't need his pity.

I looked at him with a matching gaze. In that case, we would pity each other and see who deserved it more, then. How dare he act all high and mighty when he was being played by two women?

I scoffed at him. "I believe him, Michael."

with a knowing look. "Just as foolish she

probably referring to

you're not foolish... You're the smartest one." I laughed. Clever Mr. Michael

won't give it to you. The regular rooms are not

all of you. You're welcome," he said softly

What a people-pleaser.

Joel berated. He turned to look at Eason and continued, "Grow a backbone. Let's

have a backbone, I'm seasick. I want to stay in a better room." Stan pulled on the handcuffs. "What about me? We can't possibly sleep together,

could even get mad, Joel kicked the killer again. "You wish! Sleep on

"I don't trust this sicko to be alone with you. Let's all sleep in the same room. It's safer,

look of disgust. "You

not this sicko? What's wrong with you, Eason?" Joel

sleep, and said, "That's enough... Look at the situation we're in. How are you bickering during a time

everyone get into

left with

took my

were the

in our small

chuckled creepily. "Sorry for the trouble,