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Chapter 133

    Yasmin red at me menacingly, as if warning me that if I didn’t let her off easy, she wouldn’t make


    things easy for me either. She was determined to take me down with her.


    She seemed overly confident about the usations against me, and that confidence of hers made


    me feel uneasy.


    I never imagined there were so many secrets to Stephany.


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    I knew deep down that there was some kind of deal between Stephany and the murderer.


    Unfortunately, I found myself reincarnated into Stephany’s body.


    “Well then, please refrain from leaving Huma anytime soon and cooperate with our police


    investigation and inquiries promptly,” Zion said.


    Then, he asked me, “You were close with Stephanie Carlson, right? Do you know about the incident


    where she was nearly assaulted?”


    I knew Zion was testing me.


    I shot Michael a cold look and replied, “Stephie told me about it. That night, Jack messaged her,


    saying Michael had drunk too much at the Nocturnal Club. It was pouring rain, and Stephie was


    really worried about Michael. I even advised her that it wasn’t safe to go out in such heavy rain.”


    Michael tensed up. He lowered his head and clenched his fists. “Stop it…


    But I persisted.


    “Stephanie went out in the rain and took a cab to the Nocturnal Club, only to discover that Michael


    wasn’t really drunk. He and his friends had bet on how quickly Stephanie would show


    up.”


    That night, they allughed at me, mocking me by calling me Michael’spdog


    And foolishly, I believed Michael was truly drunk. I was worried it wasn’t safe for him to go home


    alone in such heavy rain.


    In that torrential downpour, I overcame my fear to see him, only to be shamelessly humiliated


    in return.


    “Please stop it,” Michael’s body shook as he pleaded with me to stop.


    “Stephie was terrified of thunderstorms because her parents died in a car ident on a rainy day!”


    Despite his pleas, I couldn’t bring myself to stop.


    “she was so scared that she cried when she called me. But she went anyway because she was


    afraid something might happen to you. And what did you do? You let Benson assault her! You stood


    by as your friends mocked her, tore her clothes, and tried to-”


    “Shut up!” Michael shouted frantically like a madman.


    Perhaps I went too far with the details.


    He wanted to silence me, but instead, Steven stepped forward and gave him a punch.


    Enraged, Steven red fiercely at Michael, as if he were ready to tear him apart at any moment.


    I chuckled, feeling a strange mix of satisfaction and sorrow.


    I hated myself for my past weakness, cowardice, and ignorance. And I hated Michael for everything


    he had done to me.


    “Please, stop,” Michael pleaded, covering his ears helplessly as he fell to the ground. It was a stark


    contrast to his usual arrogance and superiority. He appeared meek and submissive, pleading with


    me not to continue.


    I stared at him and cruelly continued, “Michael, have you forgotten? You threw those people out, but


    what about Stephie? You disregarded her pleas and protests. You assaulted her in front of


    everyone at the Nocturnal Club. And then, you just walked away and left her there without any


    clothes!”


    I knelt in front of Michael, pulled his hands apart, and yelled, “You imed a woman on the street is


    worth 800 dors, but she wasn’t even worth that! After you left, the club waiter grabbed Stephie


    and asked how much she was worth!”


    In a sorrowful tone, I added, “She stumbled out of the Nocturnal Club, disheveled, and was dragged


    into an alley by those drunken men! If someone hadn’t saved her, she would’ve died that night!”


    “Stephany!” Michael snapped as he pushed me away.


    Steven reached out and pulled me into his tight embrace.


    His eyes were bloodshot, as if he were on the brink of losing his mind.


    steven,


    I gripped Steven’s hand tightly. take me home.”


    Steven held me tightly, his voice trembling with anger as he said, “Michael… I’m going to kill you.”


    At the doorway, Zion silently looked at me with aplex expression.


    Yasmin sat on the bed in shock. For a moment, she appeared unsure of how to console Michael.


    Rachel’s eyes were red with tears.
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