Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189 

If I’d once questioned whether or not Steven and I had met before, now, it was practically 

confirmed. 

What’s more, not only did I know Steven, but I also knew Simeon. 

The fact that Carol had hung this photo in such a noticeable spot suggested that the bond between Steven, Simeon, and me had been pretty special. 

“What’s the deal with the three of them?” I turned to Carol and asked. 

She cowered in fear, murmuring, “Simmy’s… buddies.” 

I stared at Steven’s photo for a long time. 

Back when he was a teenager, he seemed even colder and more aloof than he was now. It was also a trait typically seen in geniuses. 

But his eyes often avoided direct contact, hinting at a shyness beneath his aloof exterior. 

“The cops must’ve already hit you up, huh?” I turned around and whispered. 

The cops would’ve definitely talked to Carol. But the reason they hadn’t cuffed her was probably because they didn’t have enough evidence, or maybe they had something to 

clear her name. 

Carol muttered as she hugged her knees tight. “She should die. She’s just the worst.” 

“Did you have Cyrus kill Yasmin?” I walked up to the bed and questioned her. 

“Yeah… It was me,” Carol replied, looking confused. 

It was obvious she had some intellectual disability. 

But she still confessed. 

No matter what had been asked, she’d fessed up. 

Maybe the cops were stuck with her too. 

“Where did you get the chemical that Cyrus used to kill Yasmin?” I asked again. 

Carol looked up at me. “Paraquat… kills insects, pests.” 

Carol admitted to all the blame, but with her intellectual disability, lack of evidence, and a 

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lack of a guardian, the cops‘ lead to her was just another dead end. 

“Who got you the paraquat?” I asked Carol. 

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“Paraquat is lethal. Once it’s in the bloodstream… No way out. The body slowly breaks down, and she’ll stay wide awake till the end,” Carol muttered, holding her head, as if she was recounting someone else’s words. 

Clearly, this was someone putting the idea of murder into action. 

Someone had put Carol up to it and greased Cyrus‘ palm to kill Yasmin. 

“Who told you that?” I asked, 

Carol was intellectually disabled. How could she know that once paraquat gets into the bloodstream, it’s game over? 

Moreover, paraquat didn’t allow for any second thoughts. It just brought pain and remorse, with no chance of survival. 

Hardly anyone made it out alive after downing paraquat. 

Once that paraquat dripped into Yasmin’s body, her blood would get tainted in no time. Her insides would also slowly turn into a fibrous mess until she couldn’t breathe 

anymore. She would just suffer till death. 

Carol kept shaking her head. “I did it, I did it. 

She wouldn’t spill who it was that put her up to it, and I didn’t keep pushing her either. Besides, if the cops couldn’t get it out of her, there’s no way I could. 

All I could do now was to keep a close eye on her and figure things out on my own. 

I turned around and pointed at the photo. “Hey Carol, can you tell me about the three people in this photo?” 

Carol appeared eager to open up to me and showed no signs of fear. 

She swiftly hopped off the bed and dashed over to the photo. “Simmy, Steve, and this one 

is…‘ 

” 

Carol introduced me with excitement, pointing to “Stephanie” in the red dress in the middle. Then, she looked at me with a puzzled expression and said, “It’s you.” 

My heart skipped a beat as I stared at Carol in shock. “No, you’ve got it wrong. We just happen to look alike.” 

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“… competed with him for Steve?” My nerves Hypered, 

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