Michael was convinced that Steven was the murderer.


    “I’ll show you. He’ll confess that he was the murderer,” he said in a hoarse voice as he


    drove.


    Meanwhile, I sat quietly in the passenger seat, feeling powerless and exhausted. “What… are you


    going to do?”


    “Since he’s a lunatic, I’ll make sure he stays like that forever.” Michael was driving toward the


    abandoned asylum.


    Suddenly, I realized what Michael was nning to do–he was going to push Steven and force him


    to tell the truth. He was going to make Steven admit that he had killed Stephanie.


    When we arrived at the asylum, Michael dragged me to a small room and made me watch the


    surveince monitor.


    “You don’t believe that he killed someone, do you? You don’t think he’s a lunatic, right? Well, sit and


    watch then.”


    “Everything’s ready, Mr. Ford,” the assistant said to Michael.


    I watched in horror as the monitor flickered to life.


    Michael’s intentions were clear–he was going to use the past events to provoke Steven and rub salt


    on his wound.


    “Mentally ill patients are incapable of distinguishing reality from dreams. They might perceive the


    world as unreal and, consequently, express his innermost thoughts,” a doctor in a white coat


    solemnly stated.


    I turned to him, sping my hands tightly. “You’re Quentin Long, the doctor who exposed the


    scandal of the asylum, right?”


    Quentin nodded.


    “Since you rescued Steven, you should know that he’s not a bad person… So, why are you helping


    Michael with this? You’re adding insult to his injury,” I questioned him.


    Quentin was silent for a while before saying, “He killed innocent people, including Mr. Ford’s


    pregnant wife…”


    “That’s bullshit! Stephanie wasn’t his wife. In fact, he’s the reason she’s dead!” 1 angrily red at


    Michael.


    That shameless asshole.


    However, Michael didn’t say a word. Instead, he grabbed my chin from behind and forced me to


    watch the monitor.


    “Stephie… “A man suddenly burst into the room on the monitor.


    It was Steven, and it seemed like he’de in a hurry.


    “Stephie…” Steven repeatedly called my name.


    “You used me to lure him here?” I asked through gritted teeth.


    So, that was the reason Michael had shown up in the alley. He was there to abduct me so


    he could use me to threaten Steven.


    “He seems to care about you a lot,” Michael said in a low tone as he forced me to look at


    the monitor.


    I tightly clenched my hands as I watched Steven standing alone in the empty room.


    It made my heart ache.


    The moment Steven had burst into the room, the metal door behind him was immediately locked.


    Yet, he still kept calling my name.


    Then, the light suddenly dimmed, and Steven’s cold eyes stared into the camera with a horrifying


    and dark re.


    “I will kill you…” Steven fixed his eyes on the camera and spoke in a hoarse and low voice.


    However, Michael merely gave a cold smile before gesturing for Quentin to begin his


    work.


    Quentin sat silently for a while. Then, he stood up and pressed the y button on the


    Then, the light dimmed before a video was projected onto the screen in the room.


    It showed Steven’s past experiences in the asylum.


    I tightly gripped my hands as I watched the video on the screen.


    Steven was desperately pounding on the mental door as he repeatedly shouted, “Let me


    out. She’s waiting for me. I need to get out…


    But the people in the video didn’t let him out.


    Instead, they pulled him to a chair and strapped him into it. Then, they gave him


    injections and fed him some drugs.


    Steven lost his mind when he saw the video and pounded at the metal door with all his strength.


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    The fear of confinement alone was enough to drive him crazy.


    Not to mention, the way they were forcing Steven to relive these unbearable moments was so


    inhumane.


    The video on the screen was so brutal that I couldn’t help but close my eyes to avoid watching it.


    Nevertheless, Michael forced me to watch.


    Now, the video was showing the doctor torturing


    Steven for fun…


    Steven went berserk and broke free from the restraining rope. Then, he seized a pair of surgical


    forceps from a nearby table and repeatedly struck it against the doctor’s head.


    “See–he killed a person,” Michael wanted me to witness with my own eyes that Steven had killed


    someone.


    Meanwhile on the monitor, Steven was curled up in a corner, trembling uncontrobly as he was


    triggered by the images of his past.


    “You killed someone. You killed Dr. Carter.” Quentin opened the metal door and walked into the


    room, offeringfort to Steven. “You killed someone, didn’t you?”


    Steven pulled at his own hair and kept murmuring, “Stephie… I need to find Stephie…” “You also


    killed Stephanie Carlson, didn’t you?” Quentin was trying to lead Steven to admit that he had killed


    Stephanie. “Tell me, how did you kill Stephanie Carlson? What did you do to her?”