Steven was clearly shocked by Rachelâs acting skills and commented in a hushed tone, âStephie, your friend is so aggressive.â
I raised my hand to cover my forehead, thinking she was indeed quite aggressive.
Soon, Zion opened the door and put his hand over Rachelâs mouth. His countenance was somber, and he wore a stubbly beard. All the neighbors in this neighborhood were his fatherâs colleagues, and Rachelâs actions would cause him great embarrassment.
âWhat nonsense are you yelling?â Zion dragged her into his house. Then, he glanced at me and Steven and hastily fixed his disheveled hair. âMy house⦠is a little messy Steven and I walked into the house filled with beer bottles and cigarette butts scattered on the floor.
The place was more than a little messy.
âAre you willing to give up on this case just like this?â asked Rachel.
Zion had just ignited a cigarette, but as soon as he noticed my presence as a pregnant woman, he promptly extinguished it.
With a frown, Steven firmly raised his hand and gently pressed my head against his chest. â
Secondhand smoke is harmful.â
Upon hearing that, Zion rolled his eyes.
âYou donât need to be too sad. You have some intelligence, but itâs limited. It makes sense that you couldnât deal with him. Itâs a matter of talent,â Steven consoled him.
I felt my face flush with embarrassment, but no words escaped my lips. The statement was so straightforward. Was it intended to offer solace to others?
As I observed the slight twitching of Zionâs lips, I couldnât help but sense his desire to chase Steven out. However, his upbringing restrained him from acting on his impulses.
âAlthough I left, there is some good news. My superiors sent an expert over. Heâs a genius in criminal investigation. I heard heâs also in the advanced class. He should be a classmate of Steven.
Zion glanced at me and added, âHis name is Eason Grant, reputedly a genius known for his exceptional memory. I heard that his observational skills are unmatched and that he never misses any clues once he has seen the scene.â
I glanced at Steven, my astonishment evident. Could this person truly possess such incredible abilities?
Steven sneered and quietly muttered, âHeâs just trash I was perplexed. Even though Zion didnât hear Stevenâs muttering, I was able to discors it. He and Eason seemed to be at odds with each other.
âOut of hundreds of millions of people, only one person can make it into the advanced class. He must possess unique qualities, unlike the average person I hope he can swiftly resolve the case,â
Rachel quietly whispered her heartfelt plea.
âThere are many types of geniuses,â Steven disputed itachelâs statement.
âA genius is considered a genius if he scores above 60 points, but thereâs a significant distinction between 61 points and a thousand points. Thereâs no limit to this disparity. Moreover, this person is as annoying as Michael Steven had serious doubts about Eason I was speechless. Steven now saw Michael as the embodiment of annoyance Rachel glanced at Steven in astonishment âYouâre quite talkative today.â
Indeed, Steven really despised Eason.
âHeâs not as good as you. Steven shot a resentful look at Zion. He was trying to persuade Zion not to give up indirectly. Zion said nothing and poured himself a glass of beer.
âIs the beer still okay to drink? When was it opened?â Rachel reached out to snatch the bottle.
Zion dodged, âLast night. I donât wanna waste it.â
Shortly after Zion had a drink, he began to experience a stomach ache and rushed to the toilet.
Rachel assisted him with cleaning up the house, feeling helpless.
âYasmin became frantic in the hospital today. She knows that after Michaelâs accident, no one can shield her,â I informed Rachel before I left Zionis house. I wished to cheer her up. The destiny that Yasmin experienced today was seen as a form of retribution.
Rachel paused while tidying up the mess and looked at me. âWhatâs wrong with this? She should be feeling more despair.â
I left with a smile on my face, holding Steverâs hand âSteven, have you and Stephanie ever been in a relationship?â I asked, raising my head to look at him intently.
Was he truly able to identify me as Stephanie, or did he simply view me as a mere replacement for her, as others thought? I was afraid that one day, he would wake up, lose all selfâcontrol, and eventually kill me.
Steven stood before me, his gaze intense and unwavering âPartner Youâre my partner.â
Steven said it with a stern expression. My heart hurt when he said I was his partner.
âStephiel Rachel and Zion ran out upstairs. âWe received a call from the hospital saying that Yasmin attempted suicide next to Michaelâs bed, and Michael is now conscious!â