Chapter 197: Chapter 197

“The cops should be keeping in touch with you, right? If you’re under their watch, nothing bad can happen to you,” I said firmly.

“We… got lost,” Yasmin sald nervously, glancing around as if she were really scared. ” Stephanie, that lunatic, Steven, only listens to you. If you come to rescue me, I’ll spill everything. Save me, please,”

Who knew that there’d be a day when Yasmin would actually beg me to save her?

“Do you know… how desperate Stephanie was before she died? She’d called Michael, but Michael told her to die.

“What were you guys doing when she called?” I sneered. “Yasmin, this is your karma.” Yasmin’s voice trembled. “Stephany! You’re not Stephanie, why are you acting like her? No matter how you act, you’re not Stephanie! Save me…

“Why should I save you? Didn’t you tell the cops that the murderer and I were in cahoots? Didn’t you say that I’d intentionally made you give me Stephanie’s information to imitate her?

“Didn’t you say that I was an accomplice in Stephanie’s murder?” I chuckled as I spoke again, “Since I’m an accomplice, why would you come to me for help?”

The moment Yasmin asked me to save her, I felt a sudden sense of relief in heart.

my tense After all, Yasmin wasn’t stupid. If she had proof that I was an accomplice in the murder, she wouldn’t have come asking me for help.

In fact, I should even be hoping for her death instead.

“Stephany!” Yasmin’s voice trembled, growing more frantic. “I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have lied to the cops.

“Someone told me that you’ve been pretending to be Stephanie just to seduce Michael and that lunatic, Steven.”

I had no idea how terrified Yasmin was at that moment.

It took her a while before she spoke again, “Stephanie, please save me… I’m begging you. That lunatic, Steven, won’t spare me. He’s just a psycho. Once he realizes that you’re not Stephanie, he’ll mercilessly kill you too.

“He’s here… He’s here… Stephany, come save me.” Yasmin started to panic.

My chest tightened.

Did she spot Steven?

Now, I was getting a bit scared too. After all, I’d woken up and didn’t see Steven.

Just where did he go?

“Shouldn’t you tell me your location when you ask for help? You’re an important hostage, so the cops can’t have lost you. You yourself know what you’ve done,” I said.

I knew Zion was a responsible cop. He wouldn’t let a hostage slip away from his sight.

So, there was only one possibility—either Yasmin arrogantly thought she could escape the murderer by intentionally leaving the cops‘ sight. Or… she knew the cops were following her, and she couldn’t lure out the murderer. So, she took a risk.

Some people claimed that the kids from the Double Stars Welfare Home were all bright children.

They had two absolute geniuses, and the rest of the children were better than the average child too.

Yasmin was.really good in school. She and Michael were classmates, and she was a year ahead of me. She’d also graduated as the top student in her class and placed fourth in her year.

Hence, Yasmin’s foster parents treated her pretty well. They thought that she could make them proud.

Yasmin’herself knew she had to work harder to earn more recognition. So, when she became Michael’s first love, I didn’t see her as just a pretty face climbing up the ladder.

And it was also because of how smart Yasmin was that I’d ended up dying.

This was why despite her fear right now, she called me instead of the cops. She knew that if Steven was truly the murderer, I was her only chance at surviving, and the cops couldn’t keep her safe for long.

She was taking a risk.

I believed she had other options besides me, so I wasn’t worried she’d die.

I was more concerned about Steven. I was worried that he was really the one who was going to kill her.

This was the trap Yasmin set for the “murderer“.

My heart skipped a beat, and I began to feel lost.

What was I thinking?

If Steven truly was the killer, I should’ve hated him from the depths of my soul and wished for his swift demise.

Why… was I actually worried about him?

“Stephany, you’re the only one who can stop him now,” Yasmin’s voice trembled as she spoke.

I could hear the sound of metal scraping against the ground through the phone. It sounded like someone dragging an ax or some other tool.