Female Novel
Chapter 115
Chapter 115
I was leaning back in the chair, just casually watching Michael as if I were engrossed in some TVshow.
I mean, hadn’t he always believed Yasmin and not trusted me? Now, the evidence was right there inhis face. I really wanted to see if he could come up with any more excuses.
Once the recording was over, everyone’s expressions darkened.
Zion leaned back in his chair. He was constantly fidgeting with a lighter even though smoking wasn’tpermitted in the interview room.
“This involves someone’s life,” Zion uttered in a low, deep voice.
Michael remained silent throughout. His face showed no emotion, but the atmosphere slowlybecame
more tense.
I could tell he was pissed off, and I meant utterly pissed.
“Michael, you and Yasmin are the ones responsible for her death. You’re both murderers.” Rachel’svoice sounded exhausted, as if she couldn’t muster the strength to argue anymore.
Michael’s demeanor remained subdued as he stared at Zion coldly. “So, what’s the point of bringingthis lunatic here? Isn’t he the one who committed the murder?”
Michael turned his accusation toward Steven.
I felt a sudden urge to laugh, yet my chest still ached.
I stood up abruptly, locking eyes with Michael. “You’re truly disgusting.”
“The murderer may not necessarily be him,” Zion said in a deep voice, evidently discountingSteven’s
involvement to some extent.
Steven remained seated in silence.
Lost in my focus on Michael’s mood, I hadn’t noticed Steven beside me. His demeanor had turnedintense. He was seemingly on the verge of losing control.
With an icy glare at Michael, he suddenly stood up and went for him. Punch after punch landed onMichael’s face. It was as if he intended to kill Michael.
I stood there in shock for a while before rushing over quickly to grab Steven. “Stop it…”
“Why should I? I’m going to kill him!” Steven turned to me. Michael’s blood was smeared on hisface.
My eyes welled up as I reluctantly released my grip on Steven. “Even if you kill him… canStephanie come back to life?”
Michael’s face was a bloody mess as he leaned against the wall, laughing maniacally… He madeno attempt to defend himself.
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It felt like he had completely lost his mind. He genuinely appeared insane. Sure, Steven might belabeled a lunatic, but Michael appeared even more unhinged than him.
“Go ahead, hit me! Come on, do it!” Michael taunted Steven.
He probably felt like he deserved a good beating. novelbin
Steven, breathing heavily, threw another punch.
Zion, standing nearby, watched with indifference. As he checked the time, he said, “Alright, that’senough.”
He could have stopped it from the beginning, but he didn’t. Beyond rules, there was still a sense ofhumanity.
Somehow, Zion also believed that Michael deserved to be punched.
I wondered if a couple of punches might jolt him back to reality and make him regret what he did to
1. me.
‘Michael, you’re just despicable…” Rachel’s voice trembled. “Both you and Yasmin deserve to die.”
After saying that, Rachel turned to run away.
I stood there, holding onto Steven.
Other officers rushed in. They were kind of confused about who to nab. “Officer Landon… heassaulted
someone…”
“He’s mentally ill,” Zion said in a deep voice before turning and walking away.
I gripped Steven’s hand tightly, whispering, “Steven, let’s go home.”
My words seemed to shap Steven back to reality. He looked at me, stood up with those teary eyes,and
mumbled, “I’m sorry.”
He was apologizing to me. Dropping his head and cupping my face, he went on and on with theapologies.
But what was he apologizing for? I had no clue.
“It’s okay, let’s go home,” I reassured him.