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."

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

he couldn't believe my words,

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

the laboratories and the experiments that could change one's beliefs had truly

frowning as I watched Zion hurriedly step away,

of some of the destroyed human tissues found

planning to tell me in the first place, but he

lowered his head and spoke in a hoarse voice. He dared not turn around or look at me. He

breathe, but I believed that I was clear-headed and aware. I

why did my body start trembling

to glance at me before quickly walking

My grip on Ashton's collar grew

fool. Why would he throw himself into

not know that my love and feelings for him

somehow, my face felt numb. Tears started dripping onto the

crying? Why

go!" Ashton yelled, still

at him and raised

to be disciplined until he gave in. Wasn't this my usual way of doing