Revenge After Death

Chapter 245

When Steven and I arrived at the Lincoln Group, there were still some employees causing a

ruckus.

The Lincoln Group is a reputable, public–listed company. Don’t we have anyone else to run the show aside from a retard? Even if something’s happened to the chairman, we need to have someone capable to take over!”

“Exactly! What right does a retard have to manage the company?”

“Not only is he a psycho, but he’s also an illegitimate son. He has no right to manage the company!”

Their words were nasty; someone had obviously put them up to this. Well, it made sense. The dark side of mankind was always amplified when its interest was involved. If Martin could promise them good things, they could slander someone who’d never harmed them

without blinking an eye.

“Why didn’t a psycho like him die in that accident? Why did Mr. Andy have to die?”

“I heard that he brings bad luck to everyone he’s around.”

“I heard that even the fire at the welfare home didn’t manage to kill him!”

expression darkened. I looked at the person who’d spoken last. “Steve…”

around Steven’s ear, whispering, “Follow Mr.

obediently, not wanting to leave without

“Be good.”

people who were protesting. Then, I walked over to them and asked, “What’s Martin offering you

of the company’s senior executives, and they held important positions. They were positive that they wouldn’t be fired because there wouldn’t be anyone to replace

you?” the person

Stephany Larson. I’m the Lincoln Group’s president’s

may be down, but that doesn’t mean it’s up to a paycho to take over as the company’s president. And you, the so–called president’s wife, don’t have the right to throw your weight around here,” the man said arrogantly. He kept saying that Steven

I smiled. “Do you

time. Get Mr. Bart and Mr. Steven out of here! We disagree with Mr. Steven being the company’s

as you’re the one leading this. How much will the people with you get,

short on staff, so you guys don’t need to go on strike. You’re fired,”

to fire us? Who the hell do you think you are?” he

your job. Why would I keep you around if you’re

started arguing with me. I decided to take a leaf out of Steven’s book–I stepped forward,

in pain, “Why did

are you talking about? I didn’t even touch