Revenge After Death

Chapter 695

"Ms. Ewing, tell everyone that I'm Stephanie and that I'm back now!' I angrily looked toward Ms. Ewing, who was about to leave.

Michael's expression darkened even more. "Do you really not care about his sacrifice, Stephanie? You're really as cold-blooded as usual-emotionless and heartless! Steven sacrificed himself just for you, so can't you just stay here safely and take care of the children instead?"

"Why do you care if he's already dead?" I slapped him across the face before shaking my hand, feeling the impact from hitting him.

Michael's eyes reddened from the slap. He looked somewhat wronged, just like how he was when he was hit back when he was younger. "You're really heartless!"

"Go, Ms. Ewing," I said in a low voice.

She nodded and was about to leave but was stopped by Michael's bodyguards.

"You're not allowed to leave the mountain," Michael said softly, looking at me. "I'm sorry, I promised Steven. I don't care if you think that I'm imprisoning you, but I can't let any of you go down the mountain."

He was arrogantly using such a way to protect me.

"We're at a crucial point now. You just have to stay here for a while. I promise it won't be for long, Stephie," Michael said hoarsely.

I scoffed before asking, "Do you think you can keep me here, Michael?"

frowned. "There's no signal in the mountains, and I've cut off the internet. I'll assign bodyguards on constant watch. You just

that he and Steven would be able

dead yet,

rather foolish-he gave it away with

wasn't his fault that I

overthinking this. It's just that Steven had instructed me

Michael turned to leave. I

his DNA traces

Steven was really something.

before chuckling coldly. I turned to look at Michael and said, "Do you think the Rebels don't know that I'm back? I already met Carol when I went down earlier. She killed one of

"You went down...and met Carol?" Michael hurriedly rushed forward. "That's

Carol had escaped?" I asked, smirking. "She has a mental disorder, so the police can't do much even if she killed someone. They'd have to

frowned, clenching his

me.' I raised my hand

and walked

and got his driver to bring him down the mountain as

looked at Ms. Ewing and asked, "Have the arrangements been made

shed. He'll definitely start panicking once he confirms that