Howard rushed over anxiously. "The police have discovered us."
He pulled me to take me away. The seafood croquettes in my hand scattered all over the floor.
"What do you mean..." I asked.
"Have you forgotten? Sir is assisting us in finding adoptive families for these children. Wasn''t one of
the most intelligent children adopted by a man named Yonah Zimmerman?"
Howard suddenly stopped and smiled at me. "Yonah is a human trafficker."
I stood motionless, unable to move. Before I could react, I heard the sound of a police car.
Howard''s expression changed, and he pulled me with a horrified look on his face. "Stephany, run!
Run!"
Even without my memory, I could still sense that he was setting me up.
"Howard, we have no grievances. Why would you want to harm me?" I stared at him, puzzled. He
appeared to be the mostpassionate and ordinary individual among those at the orphanage.
It turned out that people couldn''t truly know someone''s inner self based on their appearance. Those
individuals at the orphanage were all truly malicious.
Howard sneered and whispered in my ear, "Every man for himself, and the devil takes the
hindmost."
I nced at Howard with indifference, wondering what on earth he was up to. Was he nning to
plot against me and send me to jail?
"If someone wants you to disappear, they would undoubtedly need apelling reason, such as...
bing a fugitive," Howard smirked as he suddenly took out a towel to cover my mouth and nose.
The pungent smell overwhelmed me, and I couldn''t resist it at all, causing me to pass out. I had a
strong suspicion about what Howard intended to do.
He wanted me to "disappear," and before my disappearance, he even framed me for a crime. The
police were investigating the rtionship between the victims of the muttion case, and my
interaction with the second victim would be the main focus of the investigation.
Lois handed the so-called evidence to the police. When the police called me in for questioning, they
discovered that I was missing. No one could have imagined that I had been kidnapped.
They would all assume that I had fled out of fear aftermitting the crime. They had prepared a
perfectly appropriate excuse for me.
…
"Since she isn''t cooperating well, let''s rece her." In a daze, I heard Lois'' voice.
"Everything was fine at first, but suddenly she started getting out of control." Peter''s voice echoed. It
seemed like he wasining about me being out of control.
"I have thoroughly briefed Yasmin on everything. If Stephany can imitate Stephanie with such
precision, then Yasmin will remain wlessly hidden. All that''s left is to expose Stephany''s dead
body to the world, using the exnation that she has ''reborn'' in Yasmin''s body. Trust me, it''ll be
absolutely convincing," Peter dered with conviction.
"Does anyone truly believe it?" Lois clearly didn''t believe this.
"You don''t need everyone to believe it, just Steven and Michael. Isn''t that sufficient? You mentioned
that you only wanted Michael to live, so I did as you requested." Peter was displeased.
"I''ve already imparted psychological hints to Michael and Steven beforehand. Now, all I require is an
opportunity."
Peter had done some tricks on Steven and Michael in advance. Gradually, they woulde to
believe that Yasmin was "Stephanie". Hence, I must die.
Lois asked furiously, "Didn''t you actually n all of this? After killing those two, will the Ford and
Lincoln families be next in line?"
"I''ve never attacked the Ford or Lincoln family. We''re in this together. Don''t let anyone turn us
against each other. Clearly, someone is intentionally trying to create division among us," Peter
calmly replied.
Lois said no more.
"Go ahead. Leave no traces behind," Peter said in a deep voice as he departed with Lois.
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I struggled in panic but couldn''t wake up. They nned to kill me.
Steven... I couldn''t figure out why, but for some reason, I thought of Steven. Would hee to
rescue me?