Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 362

Howard rushed over anxiously. "The police have discovered us."

He pulled me to take me away. The seafood croquettes in my hand scattered all over the floor.

"What do you mean..." I asked.

"Have you forgotten? Sir is assisting us in finding adoptive families for these children. Wasn't one of the most intelligent children adopted by a man named Yonah Zimmerman?"

Howard suddenly stopped and smiled at me. "Yonah is a human trafficker."

I stood motionless, unable to move. Before I could react, I heard the sound of a police car.

Howard's expression changed, and he pulled me with a horrified look on his face. "Stephany, run! Run!"

Even without my memory, I could still sense that he was setting me up.

"Howard, we have no grievances. Why would you want to harm me?" I stared at him, puzzled. He appeared to be the most compassionate and ordinary individual among those at the orphanage.

It turned out that people couldn't truly know someone's inner self based on their appearance. Those individuals at the orphanage were all truly malicious.

Howard sneered and whispered in my ear, "Every man for himself, and the devil takes the hindmost."

I glanced at Howard with indifference, wondering what on earth he was up to. Was he planning to plot against me and send me to jail?

"If someone wants you to disappear, they would undoubtedly need a compelling reason, such as... becoming a fugitive," Howard smirked as he suddenly took out a towel to cover my mouth and nose.

The pungent smell overwhelmed me, and I couldn't resist it at all, causing me to pass out. I had a strong suspicion about what Howard intended to do.

He wanted me to "disappear," and before my disappearance, he even framed me for a crime. The police were investigating the relationship between the victims of the mutilation case, and my interaction with the second victim would be the main focus of the investigation.

Peter had done some tricks on Steven and Michael in advance. Gradually, they would come to believe that Yasmin was "Stephanie". Hence, I must die.

Lois asked furiously, "Didn't you actually plan all of this? After killing those two, will the Ford and Lincoln families be next in line?"

"I've never attacked the Ford or Lincoln family. We're in this together. Don't let anyone turn us against each other. Clearly, someone is intentionally trying to create division among us," Peter calmly replied.

Lois said no more.

"Go ahead. Leave no traces behind," Peter said in a deep voice as he departed with Lois.

I struggled in panic but couldn't wake up. They planned to kill me.

Steven... I couldn't figure out why, but for some reason, I thought of Steven. Would he come to rescue me?