Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )

Chapter 114

I sat quietly, looking out the window without saying much.

He said he was concerned others might give me a hard time....

The car arrived at the police station. Not a word passed between Steven and me until the car came to a

stop.

He just quietly followed behind me.

Right as we were about to step into the police station, I abruptly halted, my heart racing. Anxiously, my eyes darted toward a corner.

Someone was there. Even with just a brief glance, it was unmistakably the murderer living in my

house.

I didn't know if Rachel had informed Zion about the murderer or if Zion had locked down on him.... Terrified, I instinctively clung to Steven's arm. Feeling his warmth, I slowly eased my nerves. Steven paused, likely sensing my fear. He gently wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "Don't be scared. I've got you."

Steven and I walked into the interview room together. On the way t officer. She looked at Steven in surprise, her cheeks and ears turning red.

"Well, look who finally decided to dress properly."

Before, she had only seen Steven in ill-fitting attire.

we bumped into a female

I wondered why Steven always opted for that worn-out hoodie and too-short pants despite the Lincolns having provided him with various clothes. That outfit appeared to be from years ago, perhaps something he wore before he grew this tall.

The female officer added with a sweet smile, saying, "You look so good, in that.

Caught off guard, Steven shot a quick glance my way and lowered his head.

The female officer finally noticed me and asked, "And you are?"

"I'm his guardian," I responded, feeling a bit irritated about it.

It felt like someone had set their sights on what belonged to me, but I shouldn't be developing feelings for anyone.

All of a sudden, I started to understand why Michael used to dislike people coveting his belongings. It genuinely felt uncomfortable.

Steven looked at me, proudly introducing, "This is my wife."

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The female officer paused, looking surprised. "You're actually..." Her words trailed off.

"Married? But he was living as a homeless man not too long ago," the female officer couldn't help but

wonder.

"Over here," Rachel called out to me. She was standing in the corridor.

I took Steven's hand and headed to the interview room.

Zion's expression turned serious as he looked at Michael sitting across from him.

Michael seemed impatient. "What are we waiting for?"

"We're waiting until everyone involved is here," Zion replied with a serious tone.

Once Steven showed up, Zion took out a recorder and played the backup copy of the phone recording

from that moment.

"Yasmin is supposed to be here," Rachel mentioned as she sat beside Zion. "It's too bad.

"I really wanted to see how she'd try to talk her way out of this," Rachel added in a low voice.

Michael frowned but stayed silent. He seemed to be having second thoughts.

"Why are they even here?" Michael questioned. Noticing Steven and me sitting on the side, he was clearly irritated. "He's also one of the parties involved," Zion clarified. He was referring to Steven, who had turned himself in initially.

However, due to insufficient evidence and the Lincolns' bail, Steven was released.

"Stephie, Mike wants you to wear that red dress tonight, but we're not going to Serenity Lane. We're heading to Sunset Alley." Yasmin's voice echoed through the recording. "I... Can I not go?" That timid voice was me in the past.

Listening to my own voice now, it found it rather ironic.

"Stephie, Mike said tonight is the last time. As long as you go, we'll be even, and you won't have to go again. After all, Mike's still mad about you pushing me down the stairs." "I never pushed you. Why are you trying to accuse me?" My voice was shaking

On the other end of the call, Yasmin chuckled. "But he'd rather believe me."