Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )
Chapter 383

"Mikey," Yasmin took the initiative to call out Michael's name, and she called him Mikey.

I felt a sense of revulsion. Would I have referred to Michael like that in the past? I wasn't sure if the "Stephanie" portrayed by Yasmin resembled her.

"It's astonishing how someone as foolish as Michael can come out so quickly. She really thinks she's good at pretending." I whispered in a low voice, peeking out from behind Steven and gripping his arm tightly. I was feeling a bit frightened.

Where was this place?

Michael glanced over in my direction, his gaze locking onto me. A subtle furrow appeared on his brow, yet he remained silent. His gaze towards me was frigid and unfamiliar.

It was clear that Michael strongly believed that Yasmin was Stephanie. He thought I was merely pretending to be Stephanie, plotting to kill him.

Joel cursed softly, "How many people has this lunatic captured? How on earth did this psycho manage to catch all of us?"

Yasmin shot me a hostile glance, her voice dripping with intensity. "The nanny of the Ford family was helping the murderer. She has been cunningly embedded within the Ford household for years, elusive and virtually undetectable."

Michael was clearly upset, and it was obvious that he had also been drugged by the nanny, Angel.

I hid behind Steven and took a deep breath. Angel...

During my time at the Ford residence, I couldn't shake the feeling that Angel was acting strangely. Wasn't she under Peter and Yasmin? Could she possibly be working as a double agent?

If she were a double agent, what was the significance of her telling me that the cherry tree on Quemerley Street had blossomed?

"Alright. Someone close to you is plotting against you." Joel nodded.

Then, he pointed at Steven. "He is a psycho and was purposefully kidnapped to catch the murderer."

After making that statement, he pointed at me and himself. "We were the only two fools, and we were both knocked unconscious by someone."

I glanced at Joel and didn't expose him. In fact, when Joel was arrested, it was evident that he didn't resist. It was clear that he was intentionally caught. I was the only fool in the situation. "Help us! Get us out!"

"Please! Help!"

From the eerily clean corridor,

numerous people frantically banged on the door and called for help. Their voices were becoming faint. Clearly, many people were unaware that infused nutrient solutions could also be consumed to quickly recharge physical strength.

If they continued howling, crying, and panicking like this, their physical strength and sugar levels would deplete rapidly. Before long, they could become hypoglycemic, fall into a coma, or even go into shock. Ultimately, they would succumb to starvation, dehydration, and various other causes, leading to their

demise.

"Thud, thud, thud." The corridor's voice-activated sensor lights illuminate and switch off.

I stood behind Steven in fear, nervously tugging at the corner of his clothes. He reached behind his back and motioned for me to hold his hand.

I quickly reached out and intertwined my fingers with his. At that moment, the warmth of his hand slowly soothed my panicked heart.

"Where is this? How many people did the lunatic kidnap?" Michael asked in a low and determined voice, showing no interest in rescuing anyone.

"This lengthy corridor is lined with.

small cage-like rooms on both sides, clearly filled with people," Joel cursed and exchanged a glance with Steven, silently debating whether they should intervene and rescue them.

UMS

Yasmin sneered. "Let's save ourselves for now."

After speaking, Yasmin stepped forward and gripped Michael's wrist. "The lunatic claimed that there was food and weapons at the end of the corridor. Let's go there first."

I glanced anxiously at Steven. Should we prioritize saving others or saving ourselves first?

It was clear that all three of us had limited stamina, and my legs were starting to give out. This was the moment that revealed everyone's humanity.

Joel leaned against the wall, cursing under his breath. "I've gone my whole life without experiencing hypoglycemia, and now I'm breaking out in a cold sweat..."