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.

our own place.

won’t

a wave of dizziness washed over me.

headache returned, and my memories slowly

was related to Steven.

house and dashed

curtains pulled shut tight, and not a

the door!” I was getting anxious, afraid that

someone to knock on the door,” Ewan said, sounding

I

Stephanie or not–save him,” Ewan bowed

tone.

in

like Steven’s time was running

banged on the

come in and don’t look at me,” Steven said urgently. He didn’t want

witness his distress.

I didn’t avoid it. I admitted that I was

time we met

a sudden, the

door swung

in a panic. His hands were stained with blood, and he trembled as he held my

You remember

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

it?

meeting at the orphanage when we were

T

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