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 have to stay here quietly

would be able to settle

he's not dead

was rather foolish-he gave it away with just some

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

Steven had instructed me on what to do next. Since I've promised him, I'll

Michael turned to leave. I stood

However, his DNA

Steven was really something.

Rebels don't know that I'm

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

a mental disorder, so the police can't do much even if she killed someone. They'd have to send her

his fists tightly. "That's

to ask Eason if you don't believe me.' I raised

nodded and

was clearly panicking now. He got into his car and got

at Ms. Ewing and asked, "Have the arrangements been made with those under

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