Revenge After Death

Chapter 240

I couldn’t help thinking that Ewan was exaggerating. Was Steven that scary? Ewan’s

respect was a little over the top.

I didn’t lose my cool. If the Larsons wanted to cause a scene, so be it. There wasn’t anyone

else at the Lincoln residence aside from Ignatius, who could only get mad since he was paralyzed in bed.

“Mr. Lincoln… there’s also some trouble with the Lincoln family. Mr. Dax has been arrested under the suspicion of being involved in an abduction and murder–for–hire case. But…”

Ewan hesitated. “I’m sorry about this, sir. The weeds are too entangled to be cleared in one

1. go.

If one didn’t make sure to thoroughly exterminate the pests in one’s life, the pests would eventually return.

“We’ll just have to make sure the gardeners clear them more frequently. Even if we can’t uproot them, we still have to scare the weeds and let them know they’ll be removed if they grow too quickly,” Steven said softly.

I could tell he was insinuating something, but I was a little embarrassed to ask with him and Ewan being so open around me.

After dinner, Steven leaned on my shoulder and asked, “Do you want to watch a show?”

ny self.

Now that Ewan wasn’t around, he was back to being his clingy

a show for you.” I raised an eyebrow and held his hand. “I bet Charles and Nadia want nothing more

had to be furious over their precious Ann being dangled from the beams for a whole

night.

you,” Steven said seriously

blurting out, “Your

years? Based on my hazy memories, he’d only been around six feet tall when I

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give me a silly grin. Then, he winked and said, “My legs aren’t the only things

realize what he was saying. His gaze was as innocent as ever, but his words were

me. Steven stood before me, keeping me safe behind him. He looked at

along

get on your knees before us so early in the morning.”

it from

to hit me, but Steven caught her wrist and shoved her away.

of his usual silliness as he stood there. In fact, he looked downright

was stunned. She subconsciously turned to look at

a dimwit. “Stephany is our daughter, Steven. This

matter.”

daughter? Didn’t you sell her to me after asking my grandfather for that 200–million- dollar investment ?” Steven held me protectively. “Since you sold her to me,

wondered how an idiot could be so oppressive. Was Steven putting

an act, or were

as I gaped at Steven. Which

so mad. How could you hang Ann from the beams like that? That was so dangerous.” Charles lowered his voice, not daring to do anything rashly because he couldn’t read

it?” I leaned against Steven. “Call the