Revenge After Death

Chapter 77

I didn’t know how long I slept, but when I woke up, I realized that Steven’s hand was still under my

bead

I rubbed my forehead and looked at Steven drowsily. Did he maintain that position the whole journey?

That was more than three hours! Was he really a fool or just pretending to be one?

“Where are we?” I asked quietly.

“Tré old Lincoln residence,” Steven explained in a low voice. He took my hand in his, looking scared.

The pitiful look in his beautiful eyes gave me the urge to protect him from all danger.

“Don’t be afraid. I’m here,” I told him, patting the back of his hand. In all actuality, I was scared as well.

What kind of place was this? The house was surrounded by mountains and looked very desolate.

Not only that, the dim light from the lamps made it seem like a haunted house.

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1 swallowed. After mustering up my courage, I pulled Steven out of the car.

Ewan stood by

way to the door and followed

neatly on it. He seemed to be saying something

Andy Lincoln, in one of the photos. Although Steven was an

still Andy’s

stared deeply at the

photo was a photo of Henry Lincoln, Ignatius‘ eldest grandson.

died in the car accident. Ignatius had

James was the son that Ignatius had paid the least attention to. James was ignorant and conceited, and he wasn’t smart or flexible. He wasn’t fit to become Ignatius‘ successor.

Andy and his family had all perished in

a big deal for him not to have any descendants.

von

where Steven and I came into the picture. We were

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respects to Andy,” Ignatius said, turning around to look at Steven

and handed some to Steven, but Steven didn’t move.

From the look in his

inexplicable emotion washed

so I gently said to him, “Steve,

the photo to look at me.