Ann was slightly shocked. She was still unaware that she had made a mistake.


    Wasn’t Yasmin Michael’s first love while Stephanie was just a bitch who failed to seduce him?


    “Alright, everyone, Please take a seat.” Howard tried to settle down everyone at the reunion.


    I sneered.


    It was obvious that Ann had hit a nerve with Michael. I was pregnant with his child as well when I


    died: That was probably a miserable and unspeakable matter for him too.


    “Everyone must be hungry. Let’s eat.” Miranda changed the topic quickly. She didn’t know how to


    handle such a situation.


    They were all her students.


    that


    “Mr. Ford, you must’ve heard something unwarranted. Did something upset you? As the saying


    goes, he who lies down with dogs, rises up with fleas. Do you and your current fiancée ever worry


    something mighte back to bite you?”


    I sneered as I walked to Yasmin and whispered, “Yasmin, even the night has ears. Stephanie


    recorded all her phone calls. You may think that you’re safe because you’ve deleted the recordings.


    But unless you’ve covered all your bases… the recordings will definitely be recovered eventually.”


    Yasmin’s face was ashen as she looked at me. She clenched her hands nervously and took a step


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    “You… What are you up to?” she whispered.


    “Me?” Iughed. “Nothing. I just want to see what will happen to you.‘


    Yasmin clenched her hands together and lowered her voice. “Stephany, don’t go overboard. You’re


    not Stephanie…”


    I frowned. I was surprised that she knew my name. She must have looked into me.


    “I


    “Is this considered overboard? Have you forgotten how you treated Stephanie?” I continued


    threatening her.


    Suddenly, Yasmin clutched her belly and fell to the ground. “Mike… My stomach hurts.”


    I knew that Yasmin was good at pretending. I had expected her to clutch her belly anyway, because


    Michael would fall for it.


    I looked at Yasmin distastefully. “You don’t have any other tricks, do you?”


    Yasmin looked at Michael anxiously. “It really hurts this time…”


    Michael seemed annoyed. He had sent her to the hospital thest time. This time, he lowered his


    voice and said, “It’s Mrs. Mirande gathering today. Just take a rest in the corner.”


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    Evidently, Michael was no longer falling for her tricks.


    I was slightly surprised. Michael was getting annoyed with her, huh? Interesting.


    Yasmin’s expression darkened. She was nning to show me the smile of a victor, but now she


    was embarrassed.


    I don’t know what happened between them, but Michael had been more of a mystery after my


    death.


    Yet… he was never a sentimental person..


    Yasmin wasn’t looking too good. Maybe she wasn’t pretending this time.


    “The guy


    guy with Stephany, is he really the scion of the Lincoln family? He’s really not a dimwit?” There


    were still some who were curious about Steven.


    “Mrs. Miranda, my husband is sick. We won’t be staying for dinner.” I didn’t feel like staying back.


    Thankfully, this trip was not a waste. Something was up with the ss monitor, Howard. I nned


    to leave quietly and investigate himter.


    Miranda nodded. “Alright, go back and take a good rest.”


    I led Steven toward the exit. Unfortunately, Benson and his gang decided to show up.


    “Wow… a psycho can look decent too after dressing up, huh?” Benson’s friends tried to provoke


    us.


    Benson had a foul mouth. It seemed like it applied to hispany too.


    These people used to bully me repeatedly, but Michael had never done anything about it.


    “What a gathering we have today. Even the dogs havee…” I grabbed Steven’s arm as I said.


    gravely.