Revenge After Death

Chapter 675

"Did Joel go missing?" I looked at Zion and asked.

"Where's Michael?" Zion looked at me warily.

Clearly, Joel was part of Steven and Michael's final plan.

"Michael slept poorly last night and became sick today. He's currently sleeping." I walked over to Zion and continued, 'Would you believe me if I said I'm Stephanie Carlson, Zion?"

Zion was taken aback, looking at me with a frown.

"She's not!" Ashton ran out and denied my words.

"Now she's not," he said with reddening eyes, throwing himself into Zion's arms. "She's not my mom, Zion!" Zion was perplexed. After all, Steven did not tell anyone other than Joel and Michael before doing all of this.

I looked down at Ashton, who was hugging Zion, and frowned.

His eyes were red and filled with anger. How could a child have so much anger in him? He was truly disobedient

I reached out to pull Ashton by his collar and smiled at Zion. 'He refused to eat properly, so I gave him a scolding. Now, he's throwing a tantrum. I just want to know where Steven is."

"Daisy used me to threaten Steven to help her with her reincarnation project. I don't know why I woke up in

at me. It was as if he couldn't

find Joel and capture Carol. You..." A staunch materialist like Zion was

of the laboratories and the experiments that could

watched Zion hurriedly step away,

detected Steven's DNA in the remains of some of the destroyed human tissues found in the laboratory

living room. He wasn't planning to tell me in the first place, but he probably changed his

or look at me. He was afraid that I was truly Stephanie and would find horror,

I was clear-headed and aware. I knew that it

why did my body

turned around to glance at me before

still. My grip on Ashton's collar grew

was so smart-he wouldn't die. He wasn't a fool. Why would he throw himself into danger again and again just

for

felt numb. Tears started dripping onto the back of

Why was I crying? Why was it so hard for me to

me go!" Ashton yelled, still

looked down at him and raised my hand, about to hit

to be disciplined until he