Revenge After Death

Yasmin was confident that Zion wouldn't abandon them, and she was also certain that he would locate Rachel and me. So, she didn't deliberately come out to lure me there? Did she intend to seize the opportunity to eliminate me?

This possibility could not be dismissed. Yasmin intended to impersonate me, and the only way to fully assume my identity was to eliminate me.

"Indeed, something is amiss with Yasmin..." Just as Zion was about to comment on Yasmin's odd behavior, the stairs began to shake.

"Watch out!"

"Stephie!"

At that moment, the staircase collapsed, leaving a dark, bottomless hole where it used to be. This happened on the 17th floor. Below, it seemed to lead directly to the underground...

Steven panicked and was about to rush forward. Fortunately, Joel pulled him back, preventing him from tumbling into the endless abyss.

"Steven!" My heart skipped a beat. I stepped on the edge of the floor and frantically shouted his name.

Steven nearly fell in, and the gravel beneath his feet fell. It took an eternity for an echo to sound, revealing the terrifying depth of the abyss below.

Steven looked up at me. His eyes were filled with a mix of panic and grievance as if he couldn't bridge the gap between us even though we were so close. He stood at the edge, facing the endless abyss. There was no way to reach me.

"There must be another exit. Wait for me on the 15th floor," I encouraged him gently as if persuading a child.

"Hey, stop standing on the edge. If you fall, your wife will go mad," Joel muttered, reaching out and grabbing Steven's waist to pull him back.

The grievance in Steven's eyes disappeared. His gaze abruptly sharpened as he directed his attention toward Joel. There was a clear look of warning in his eyes.

It appeared that he was holding Joel accountable for failing to bring Michael and Yasmin back, allowing them to take advantage of this situation.

Joel averted his gaze guiltily. "Surely, there must be more than just one way out."

"We must find a way to enter." I glanced at Zion. We were left with no choice now but to save them.

Zion agreed with me and patted the wall. Howard was still inside, but that loser couldn't seem to open the door.

Suddenly, a sound came from inside. The wall moved!

I sneered. Knowing Howard's intelligence, he wouldn't be able to figure out the mechanism to unlock the door so effortlessly. Surely Yasmin and Michael had also reached this location.

As the wall swung open, Howard rushed toward me, seething with a fiery rage. "Stephany, I'm going to kill you!"

He harbored a strong desire to kill

me and showed no sign of stopping. I stood there calmly, only ducking at the last moment as he came lunging toward me. Howard flew into the air and lost his balance, falling toward

the hole behind me.

A scream echoed. As half of Howard's body fell out, Zion instinctively reached out and grabbed his back collar. I knew Zion wouldn't stand by and watch him die.

"If you wish to stay alive, it would be wise to remain silent from this point forward," I warned Howard and entered the room. Indeed, both Yasmin and Michael were present. Michael saw me, and surprise flashed in his eyes. It was clear that he wanted to ask me how I was doing, but he held back.

Zion explained, "The stairs to the exit have collapsed, so we must locate an alternative exit."

He turned to me and asked, "What should we do now?"

"Isn't she Stephanie? She used to be a genius before she lost her memory. Let's have her lead the way," I said in a hushed voice while pointing at Yasmin.

Yasmin glared at me with hostility and asked, "Stephany, have you finally stopped pretending?"

"Yeah, I'm not as smart as you," I said calmly while exuding an air of nonchalance.

Zion turned to Michael and asked, "Have you discovered another way out?"

"In the southeast corner, we discovered a vent that was meant to be an elevator shaft in the building's initial design prototype." Michael's gaze was continuously fixed on me.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Since it was an elevator shaft, it had to run straight up and down. Perhaps we could figure out a way to reach the 15th floor.

"Bitch..." Howard was still in shock and still cursing. He leaned against the wall to steady himself, his legs weak and trembling.

A deep frown formed on Zion's face as he analyzed worriedly. "The top priority now is to figure out how to get to the 15th floor. I feel like the top three floors are just a warm-up, while the real challenge lies in the 15 floors below. There are exactly 16 of us."

Zion also had a premonition that only one person could make it out alive. On each floor, one person might die.

"Let's leave this place first," Yasmin said, searching the ground for clues. Her demeanor was surprisingly calm as she quickly discovered the mechanism to exit.

I squinted my eyes and looked at Yasmin warily. Based on what I know about her, it seemed unlikely that her IQ could have improved so much in such a short period.