Revenge After Death

"Steven, give me an apple."

Joel couldn't bear to watch further, so he decided to ask Steven to toss him food.

But Steven had no time to respond to Joel.

Steven took a bite out of every piece of food, making sure that it wasn't poisonous before giving them to me.

"He's lovestruck..."

Joel rolled his eyes, then threw something at Eason, who was drinking milk with bread.

"You, give me some food."

Eason glanced at Joel, then gave him a piece of bread.

Joel said, "Since you intended to save me earlier, I'll pull you up first."

Eason grimaced at Joel. He wondered if high schoolers nowadays were all like Joel.

"You should worry about escaping. You have the college entrance exams to sit for." Hearing that, Joel's expression darkened. He snorted.

When they were almost done eating, Joel put the rope down for Eason to climb up.

Since Eason had received professional training, he easily climbed up the rope. Zion quickly followed suit.

After the two went up, we told them to pull Quinn up first.

"Stephie, go up."

Steven wanted me to go up first.

I didn't reject that idea. I wrapped the rope around my wrist and started climbing up.

"Not bad," Eason teased.

I turned around to look at Steven, but it seemed like he was about to fight Michael.

"Are you guys coming?" I asked.

"The control panel for the 12th floor is on the 13th floor, which means we've only temporarily escaped the mastermind's control. Once they discover us, we won't be able to leave." Steven understood what I meant, so he tossed the rope to Michael.

Michael did not expect Steven to let

him go

est. But since he had a

injured arm, he hung onto

using his other arm and net

up.

When Michael got pulled up, I offered a helping hand as a companion. Everyone else pulled him too. It wasn't me pulling him up on my own...

But Michael insisted on provoking Steven by grabbing my hand and refusing to let go.

I thought that both of them were childish. I shook Michael off and looked at Steven, who seemed woeful.

"Come on up."

Steven cooly climbed upward. But

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just as his hand reached the edge of the ceiling, he stuck his head out and said woefully, "Stephie, my wound hurts..."

He was reminding me that he was injured too.

So, I smiled and stretched my hand toward him.

He obediently put his hand in mine and allowed me to pull him up.

Eason and Joel wanted to help, but Steven ignored them.

The truth was Steven had come up with his own strength, yet he still wanted to pretend to be weak by leaning against me. Then, hedooked at Michael provocatively. S

I knew all his childish tricks, but I didn't expose him.

Downstairs, Yasmin panicked. She shouted, "Michael..."

She was afraid that nobody would rescue her.

But she was right... Rachel retracted the rope.

Rachel rolled her eyes and said, "She's the worst. She can rot alone."

"Michael..."

Yasmin was pale. She looked at Michael nervously. He was the only person who could decide if she got a chance at survival.

Behind Yasmin was Taylor, whose head hung low as he stood there feeling hopeless.

He escaped the 14th floor in exchange for everyone else's lives. He was certain... that they would not save him.

"Pull him up," said Zion, pointing at Taylor.

Zion wasn't a saint, but he simply couldn't stand idly by. All lives were equal before his eyes, after all.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.