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

hand. “I

furious over their precious Ann being dangled from the beams for

night.

here for you,” Steven said seriously

out, “Your

steroids over the years? Based on my hazy memories, he’d only been around six

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he winked and said, “My legs aren’t

gaze was as innocent as ever, but his words were far from that.

on me. Steven stood before me, keeping me

along with him as

your knees before us so early

murderous. She pointed at me and screeched, “You’re a fucking psycho, Stephany! You must’ve caught it from someone else! How

me, but Steven caught her wrist and shoved her away. There wasn’t

usual silliness as he stood there. In fact, he looked downright handsome. “Who allowed you to

subconsciously turned to look at Charles, who was still trying

“Stephany is our daughter,

matter.”

?” Steven held me protectively. “Since you

could be

an act, or were these his true colors?

at Steven. Which side

time. You can’t blame your mother for getting 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 Steven.

I leaned against Steven.