Revenge After Death

Chapter 662

My head hurt so much.

My reflection in the mirror did look unusually pale, as if I was just recovering from an illness.

Scenes flashed through my mind-killer, rainy night, getting abducted by the killer, glass cabinet. "Yes. I was abducted...'

"Stephie?"

My head hurt so bad. I subconsciously reached to touch my neck.

For some reason, I felt that there should be a scar there, but nothing was there on my smooth neck.

What exactly was going on with me?

"The funeral for the sir and madam is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, Mr. Ford. Everything has been arranged," the butler quietly said.

at Michael in

He passed away in the sanatorium a while ago. My mom was overwhelmed with grief and was met with a car

at him, slow to process his words. He lost both his

I feel much sadness from him? Wasn't he upset? In my memories, Aunt Lois was incredibly fond of him, always showing him attention and care.

pass. From now onward, this is our home," Michael

Inodded in reply.

Xan sitting on the couch watching TV. The latest news was playing on the

glaring "Mastermind of Serial Murder Cases Revealed: The True Culprit Is a Woman" and

in place as I watched the news. A

nowhere as I stared at the

Steven Lincoln..." I mumbled, repeating the two

feel afraid." Upon hearing the commotion, Michael hurried over and turned off the TV. He frowned at Xan, warning

she continued playing with her

Stephie. The killer who abducted you back then-Stephany Larson-has now been caught. Her adoptive parents were human traffickers

leaned against him,