Revenge After Death

Chapter 193

Ewan drove to a villa in the city center.

The houses there were really pricey.

Dad mentioned before that it was a fancy neighborhood built by the Lincoln Group. It was a place we couldn’t afford even if we worked hard for an extra 20 years.

Even though Steven had been making money from prizes, scholarships, and his jobs since he joined the advanced classes at 14, he still couldn’t afford a house here.

And ever since Mr. Andy passed away, the Lincolns didn’t seem like they would give

Steven any money.

And even though Steven had recently taken over the Lincoln Group, he didn’t have much real power yet and was still being suppressed. He was simply stuck in a passive state.

“How… did he afford to buy a house here?” I asked Ewan in disbelief.

Ewan remained silent for a while, seemingly avoiding my question.

Then, he said, “Mr. Lincoln is just awesome. He’s a genius.”

The car soon came to a stop at a villa in the middle of the lake.

I was stunned by the surroundings.

This place was definitely the priciest spot in Huma.

This house of Steven’s… He couldn’t have bought it himself, right?

As I stepped into the yard, I was stunned.

The yard was filled with my favorite tulips, and the walls were covered in blooming roses.

we’ll have our

keep you safe. I won’t let anyone

a wave of dizziness washed over me.

headache returned, and my memories

memory I recalled was related to Steven.

house and dashed into the

shut tight, and not a glimmer

Open the door!” I was getting anxious, afraid that Steven would keep hurting himself.

to knock on

talk to you,” I whispered. I was really scared now.

him,” Ewan bowed his head and said in

tone.

in the word

time was

on the door.

don’t look at me,” Steven said urgently. He didn’t want me to

witness his distress.

avoid it. I admitted that I was Stephanie.

the first time we met at the orphanage.”

the room went

door swung open.

His hands were stained with blood, and he trembled as

remember

scared of? Was he hoping I’d remember everything, or

it?

I only recall us meeting at the orphanage when we were kids.

T

the year of our college entrance exam, it felt like I’d asked you to wait for me. What’s our relationship, really?” I asked Steven as