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 own place.

I won’t let anyone hurt you

of dizziness washed

returned, and my memories slowly resurfaced.

was related to Steven.

went into the house and dashed

bedroom was locked, the curtains pulled shut tight, and not a glimmer of light was slipping

was getting anxious, afraid that Steven would keep hurting

too good. I’ll send someone to knock on the door,”

to you,” I whispered. I was

Ewan bowed his head and said

tone.

plea was in the word

time

banged on the

at me,” Steven said urgently.

witness his distress.

it. I admitted that I was Stephanie.

time we met

a sudden, the room

the door swung

hands were stained with blood, and he

remember

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

it?

us meeting at the orphanage when

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like I’d asked you to wait for me. What’s our relationship, really?” I asked Steven as tears started