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?"

off the internet. I'll assign bodyguards on constant watch. You just have to stay here

Steven would be able

he's not dead yet, right?'

foolish-he gave it away with

a slip of the tongue. It wasn't his fault that I managed to figure it out on my

usual aloof. "You're overthinking this. It's just that Steven had instructed me on what to do next. Since I've promised him, I'll protect

Michael turned to leave. I stood in

his DNA traces were indeed

Steven was really something.

gave Ms. Ewing a meaningful look 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

to look at me with a panicked expression. "You went down...and met Carol?"

mental disorder, so

frowned, clenching his

raised my hand and gestured for Ms. Ewing to follow me

nodded and

clearly panicking now. He got into his car and got his driver to bring him

arrangements been made with

'Good. Michael isn't the sharpest tool in the shed. He'll definitely start panicking once