Revenge After Death

Chapter 65

Inside the room, James had given the command for Steven to be beaten up. To put it kindly, he just didn’t want Steven to get out and hurt anybody. To put it more directly, he just wanted to let out his anger on Steven.

However, it was obvious that he was holding back and didn’t dare to actually kill Steven. After all, the baby in my belly might not be birthed successfully.

I knew that James was just waiting för me to give birth to my baby. Once that happened, he would kill Steven and completely wipe out the so–called black sheep of the Lincoln family.

“What are you doing here?” James asked in a low voice. “Things are getting violent. You should rest up since you’re still pregnant.”

He instructed a helper, “Take her downstairs.”

Steven held his head in his hands, but his gaze was full of hatred and murderous intent.

I knew he would never give in. He wouldn’t give in even if they beat him to death.

“I went to the hospital today, and the doctor said my hormones are imbalanced. I need the father of my child to spend more time with me and comfort me so that my hormone levels can go back to normal. Otherwise, I might have a miscarriage,” I said quietly, looking fearful.

James scoffed coldly. “Is that so?”

The nanny hurriedly nodded. “Yes, I followed Mrs. Lincoln to her appointment.”

James‘ protection, and she wouldn’t argue with

scoffed coldly again and was pushed in his wheelchair next to me. “Dress up properly tonight. You’ve earned some respect after bearing a child for the Lincoln family. Dad wants to introduce you to everyone, so you

as I turned to look at

all the VIPS in Oceanville because he’s’overjoyed by the news. You… You

Oceanville would be attending tonight.

deep breath and nodded. “You can step out first. If Grandpa asks about me, tell him I’m having morning sickness and that

What if he

he does, it doesn’t matter.” I was pregnant. As

nodded and left.

into the room and closed the door. “If the child’s birth is

sat in the corner

injuries, and fresh blood was dripping from the corner of his

out and helped him clean and dress his injuries. He remained as still as a statue, and even his

he feel any pain?

duck, or are you going to take up my offer to work together?” I

finally uttered after a long pause.

and sighed. “I’ll let you out the minute

is dead, that old git will

would need a replacement heir for Lincoln Group.

baby hadn’t been born yet. If Lincoln Group landed in an outsider’s hands, it would be much harder to get