I ignored Michael and urged Steven toe home with me.
“Stephanie Carlson…” Michael called my name in a slightly anxious tone.
“Mike, don’t scare me… She’s not Stephie. She just bears a slight resemnce to her.” Lois‘ face
paled with fear as she swiftly restrained Michael, preventing him from getting up. “Your wound is
severe. Stop moving around.”
Yasmin nced at me with red, provocative eyes. She was clearly conveying that she had once
again won the bet. Luck was on her side, and Michael regained consciousness. If Michael agreed to
marry her, she wouldn’t have to try so hard to contact the mysterious man from Crowdstar
Group.
“Mike… I’m d you’re conscious now. I thought you… lost hope, thinking it was the end, but
thankfully, Mrs. Ford found me in time.” Yasmin cried.
Michael’s gaze was fixed on me, brimming with unspoken words.
Yasmin’s eyes grew even redder as she noticed Michael’sck of response to her words.
“Mike, it’s good that you’re finally awake. Take good care of your injuries and treat Yasmin well in
the future.” Lois sighed.
I made my way to the door, casting a nce back at Michael, whose eyes were fixed on me. With a
sneer, I proceeded to lead Steven away.
“Stop staring at him,” Steven said unhappily, gripping my hand tighter.
He then cursed Michael softly, “He’s blind.”
I nodded and smiled at Steven. “You’re right.”
Rachel noticed that Zion was in a bad mood and not paying attention. It was probably because of
something Eason, the genius, said today.
“Are you that fragile?” Rachel asked quietly.
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Zion did not respond..
“More fragile than ss.” Rachel sighed and continued talking to Zion, “Zion, ignore the nonsense
of that supposed genius. There must be something–off about that person. I think he seems more
like a gangster.”
I nced at Rachel, who wasforting Zion. I couldn’t help but smile.
I only met Rachel after my parents passed away and when I transferred to Michael’s high school.
We decided to attend the same university. While she was keen on medicine, I leaned toward
mathematics.
Unfortunately, I didn’t possess Steven’s inherent talent and intelligence, so I opted for a more
conventional major.
Rachel was an incredibly kind person. She and I both had a small circle of friends, so we relied on
each other a lot. Because of family circumstances, she often felt isted and lost. The two of us
shared a deep, unspoken understanding and harmony.
Sometimes, I felt that friendship was the most genuine rtionship. Unlike family, friends were not
bound by blood. They simply chose to be with each other.
During my most vulnerable moments, Rachel was constantly by my side, offering me unwavering
support and assistance. She shared in my tears andughter without reservation. Even after my
death, she continued to search for the real culprit.
“Take good care of Officer Landon.” I waved my hand at Rachel.
As Ewan approached, Rachel greeted him with a nod before hopping into Zion’s car. She stepped
on the elerator and reversed the car, immediately driving Zion away from the scene. Even from
the roadside, I could clearly see the panic in Zion’s face.
I always remembered the moment when Rachel and I got our driver’s licenses after high school. We
used to joke that if we ever hit the road, we’d be a threat to everyone!
“Mr. Lincoln, Mrs. Lincoln.” Ewan held the car door open and gestured for us to get in.
“Have the policepleted taking down your statement?” I asked.
Ewan acknowledged. “We supported Sammie, but we were unaware of his involvement in the
killing.”
I didn’t ask any more questions and got into the car.
Along the way, I kept thinking about the note Eason handed me. He wanted to meet me tomorrow
at noon. He also said not to tell Steven.
Eason was a policeman, so there should be no danger in meeting him. However, the secret nature
of our meeting left me wondering about his intentions. He mentioned wanting to take me
somewhere. Where could he be leading me?