Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )
Chapter 376

I glanced up, realizing it was already raining.

"Everything's fine now," Steven reassured me gently.

"You knew I would be okay, didn't you?" I looked at him.

Steven's gaze flickered, then he shook his head. "I believed you'd be fine."

His words were ambiguous, and I could tell he was changing the subject.

"Let's go home." Steven led me to the car.

On the way home, he told me that Michael had regained consciousness. I nodded indifferently; it didn't really concern me whether he was conscious or not.

"Yasmin has been by his side all the while. It's highly likely that he'll think Yasmin is you," Steven said, as if he wanted to prepare me in advance, worried that I might not be able to handle the shock.

"Good for him." I nodded.

Michael had always been blinded to the truth anyway. This might be best for him too.

As Steven and I had anticipated, Michale seemed quite certain that Yasmin was "Stephanie Carlson" and kept her close for protection.

Meanwhile, I had been patiently waiting at home for the news about the human traffickers.

Zion mentioned that he had been called back to investigate the human trafficking lead. Rachel had also visited me a few times, mentioning that Zion had left Huma for a mission, which seemed quite dangerous. I suspected it was related to the human trafficking lead.

As I had predicted, Howard took all the blame, so the police had nothing on Peter. However, I hadn't anticipated that Howard had been diagnosed with cancer long ago and needed medical parole. In other words, he could be released on bail.

Steven had guessed correctly; Howard did indeed have a way to get out of the detention.

"Don't overthink it, just relax at home," Rachel said during her visit.

However, I couldn't shake the feeling that a lot had happened while I stayed home these past few days.

Terrified by the incident of being abducted by Howard, I hadn't left the house for several days, and Steven hadn't been home during this time.

I worried that he might have gone to the usual place Yasmin mentioned to meet her.

A surge of insecurity washed over me; I feared Steven might fall into Yasmin's scheme. If she could deceive Michael so many times, perhaps she could fool Steven too.

Overwhelmed by anxiety, I sat on the bed, arms wrapped around my legs.

I had had enough of this life. Was this really what I wanted? I began to question the meaning of my reincarnation, unable to comprehend it.

Was I meant to continue living in ignorance and fear just to survive? Wasn't my initial goal to replace my killer?

"Have some faith in Zion; he'll definitely replace those missing teenagers, " Rachel reassured me gently, noticing my silence. "Stephie..."

"Why has the serial killer been quiet lately? Can't he get his hands on Yasmin? Or maybe... Simmie was really the killer?" I murmured, puzzled.

Why was Yasmin still alive? If she didn't die, the people behind her wouldn't be murdered either.

I actually... hoped that the serial killer would continue his killings. As much as I wanted to catch him, I also wished for him to get rid of those people on the list, those demons from the orphanage for me. "Stephie... "Rachel seemed to see through my thoughts.

"By the way," she lowered her eyes and added carefully, trying not to unsettle me. "Yasmin... seems like a different person lately."

Had she also met Yasmin? Did she believe Yasmin too?

"She said she's Stephanie Carlson, didn't she?" I asked nervously. "Do you believe her?"