Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147 

Steven stood there helplessly while suppressing himself. He wanted to take action yet. was afraid I might get hurt. My misunderstanding from earlier today when he hurt that pervert on the train must’ve frightened him, making him think I might get upset again if he acted too drastically. 

Steven seemed really, really afraid that I might choose Michael over him. 

“Stephie…” Steven called out nervously, wanting me to choose him. 

I gazed at him, feeling overwhelmed. 

When Michael saw how I didn’t struggle, he said coldly, “You’re lucky you resemble Stephanie Carlson.” 

I gritted my teeth, wanting to punch him in the face. 

Raising my head, I headbutted Michael in the face before turning around and hitting him. I had really wanted to punch him for a long time, 

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to in my previous life; it was just that I didn’t dare to. Michael 

often threatened the lives of those around me. That was what he did best. 

I couldn’t cross Michael then. And with the addition of the debt I owed him, I had no 

choice but to swallow it all down. 

But now… I’d already died because of him, so screw that debt. 

Steven was stunned. He swallowed nervously as he looked at me. 

“What are you standing there for?” I called out to Steven. “Come over here and beat him up with me!” 

Steven ran over excitedly and was about to toss a punch at Michael when Zion grabbed. him by his shirt collar. “Come with me for a bit, Steven.” 

Steven glared at Zion and turned back to me. 

“Let’s go together,” I said, ignoring Michael who was still clasping his injured nose. I then went up to hold Steven’s hand. 

Steven was shocked. “Don’t… choose him… Stephie… 

“He’s not even a choice for me,” I consoled Steven, though I still felt confused inside. 

Steven’s emotional state was unstable, so I had to continuously console him. But this was just pity on my end, I had to leave the Lincoln family sooner or later. 

I couldn’t stay by Steven’s side for the rest of my life, after all… 

What should I do if he was too dependent on me? 

Steven seemed to be in a really good mood. He was eagerly helping Zion analyze the case. “Serial number. Every child in the orphanage had a serial number. It was a… sequence of who would die first. But the director’s family wasn’t in the sequence.” 

It was clear that Steven hadn’t expected the murderer to suddenly stop killing the people from the orphanage and turn to the director’s family members instead. 

I gazed at Steven. He seemed to really understand the murderer… 

“When I asked you to cooperate in the investigation previously, you always refused to say a word. What’s gotten into you today?” Zion asked Steven curiously. 

Steven lowered his head and looked at me for a long time. “Stephie…. 

“Hm?” I didn’t know why he was looking at me all of a sudden. 

“I only listen to Stephie,” Steven said. He meant that he’d only come along and cooperate because I asked him to. 

If I hadn’t asked Steven to come along and left him back at the Lincoln residence, he wouldn’t have cooperated. 

I didn’t know what to say. 

“Is the next victim the director?” I asked. Would it be that woman? 

“No…” Steven shook his head. “Alive. Worse than death.” 

My heart sank.