Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )
Chapter 552

Chapter 552

I felt quite nervous up there, fearing that Steven might actually kill someone. However, he simply gestured with the gun and the secretary fainted from fright.

With a sneer, Steven glanced back at the wealthy individuals who were screaming and taking cover. The remaining bodyguards refrained from acting recklessly and hid together. They were short-staffed, with limited guns and bullets.

More ruthless bloodshed was likely to come, and their chances of survival were uncertain.

Steven stretched his shoulders and extended his hands toward the ventilation duct opening. "Jump down."

In an instant, the anger in his body vanished without a trace as he cast his gaze upon me. He concealed his gun behind his back and smiled at me.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes and ponder when he actually found out about me. A hint of disappointment crept over me as it seemed that I couldn't match his level of intelligence.

I kicked open the ventilation duct, swung my legs, and peered down at Steven. "When did you replace out I was here?"

"You're quite noisy up there, not like a little mouse at all." Steven smiled and affectionately joked with me. I snorted.

"I didn't want to deal with them that quickly. I wanted to have more fun. But you're so disobedient..." Steven sighed helplessly, as if powerless against me.

If it were not for me, he would have likely attempted to deliver Winston to the Rebels. He was set on infiltrating the enemy's inner circle. However, my presence made him hesitate as he was unwilling to risk any harm befalling me. It appeared that I was his only uncertainty.

His eyes burned with confidence as he manipulated those people into killing each other with a few words. He possessed an uncanny ability to foresee the course of events, ensuring that everything unfolded exactly as he had predicted, without any missteps.

However, I was the sole exception to his foresight.

My presence made him apprehensive as he feared any harm that might befall me, regardless of its improbability. Even with only a one in ten thousand chance of me getting hurt, he would never dare to wager on that slim possibility.

"Stephie..." he called out to me again.

I put my trust in him and leaped into his arms. I landed securely as he embraced me. Holding onto his neck, I whispered, "Steven, will we die on this cruise?"

He looked down at me. "We won't."

Because he wouldn't allow that to happen to me.

"Are you the president of Crowdstar Group?" I squinted my eyes.

"My hand hurts..." Steven began pretending again.

He carried me out of the medical capsule and refused to let go despite the pain in his hand. The silence outside was absolute, as though the entire floor was devoid of any human presence.

"Steven, there are crazy people outside killing ruthlessly, and you're still flirting here." Jimmy was leaning against the wall around the corner. There was blood on his body, and he was smiling like a lunatic.

"What are you doing here?" I frowned.

"I was waiting for you." Jimmy stepped forward, followed by Una, whose hands and face were stained with blood.

"I've eliminated all the hidden dangers. Let's head to the VIP section to dine in," Una said firmly.

When Una mentioned that she had eliminated those people, she did so without a hint of emotion. It was as if she had simply resolved an exceedingly simple matter.

Unexpectedly, the cruise ship jolted fiercely. A deafening crash reverberated from the outside.

"Attention everyone on the cruise, I urge you to listen closely. Release the hostages immediately and surrender our people. Failure to do so will result in a shipwreck warning." The shout from outside belonged to none other than the people of Genome Society. They were confronting the Rebels.

"Those lunatics are actually planning to sink the cruise ship," I said with a hint of concern.

Steven appeared very confident. "Not for the time being. Genome Society can't afford to let all the wealthy people of Huma die here, particularly the president of Crowdstar Group."

Jimmy also smiled. "The president of Crowdstar Group is actually the biggest financial supporter of the organization. So, who do you think this person is, Steven?"