Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 168

Chapter 168 

“Okay, good for you. All the best.” I said before immediately hanging up the phone. 

I wanted to make sure that Yasmin would continue to suffer and spend the rest of her days in horror and doubt. 

But there was no rush. 

After all, I had to slowly exact my revenge and relish every moment of it. 

Yasmin had to taste a hundredfold of the suffering I endured before justice was served. 

“Mr. Lincoln sure cares about Mrs. Lincoln… He hasn’t eaten all day, and all he’s done is wait for her to return. He even insisted that if Mrs. Lincoln doesn’t come home, then he wouldn’t eat anything either.” 

When I went downstairs, I overheard the nannies discussing how Steven hadn’t eaten all 

day. 

Apparently, he had been waiting for me since he woke up from his nap after breakfast. He’d even skipped lunch and simply kept waiting for me. 

I sighed and walked out of the house. 

Why was Steven so obsessed with waiting for me? What was his relationship to me in the past? 

“Sorry for the sudden call, Howard. But I have some questions regarding our time at school that I’d like to discuss with you. Yes, it’s work–related.” 

After leaving the house, I called Howard. I wanted to start my investigation at the orphanage and find out what actually happened there. 

“Sure, let’s meet at the cafe at the corner then,” Howard said. 

So, I walked out of the Lincoln residence and hailed a cab. Then, as I got into the cab, I deliberately glanced at the rearview mirror. 

It seemed like I was being followed by a black car. 

“Please take a left turn at the junction in front,” I instructed the cab driver. 

Then, the black car took a left turn too. 

“Turn right,” I instructed the driver again. 

The black car followed suit. 

Then, I asked the driver to drop me at a random place. 

Once more, the car stopped somewhere nearby too. 

Obviously, the people in the car were tailing me. So, for fear of dragging Howard into any trouble, I decided not to head straight to the cafe yet. 

After all, Howard was also a member of the orphanage, though his number was quite far down the list, and it would still take some time before the murderer could find him. 

As I got out of the cab, I pulled out my makeup mirror under the guise of freshening up. Then, as I discreetly glanced behind me, a few men emerged from the black car. 

They blended into the crowd while keeping their eyes on me. 

After that, I went into a washroom, tied my hair up, and then seamlessly blended in with a group of women to make my exit. And before the men could realize, I quickly left the place.