Revenge After Death

Chapter 252

Ewan meant that Steven would leave Ignatius alive, but Martin wouldn’t.

I didn’t say anything. I knew it wasn’t something I could stop. Once Martin got rid of Ignatius, I would be

next.

On my way back to Steven’s house, I texted Rachel, ‘Rach, Martin had Steve forcibly taken to an asylum.

What can I do to get him out?”

Rachel cursed. “Fuck! Look, don’t panic. Tell me where the asylum is; I’ll try to think of something.

There weren’t many people I could trust now–Rachel was definitely one of them. I sent her the asylum’s address. Soon, however, she replied and told me there wasn’t any record of Steven being admitted there.

My heart clenched as I gave Ewan a fearful look. “Are you sure they took Steve to the asylum?”

He didn’t answer me.

“Stop the car!” I yelled. “Go after that car from earlier, Ewan!”

Instead of doing that, he pulled over and turned to look at me. “The most important thing now is to keep

you

baby safe, Mrs. Lincoln. That’s my

Martin have him taken to the asylum or not?”

allowed Steven to get

a phone call. I vaguely heard the person on the line say the asylum’s people had gotten into an accident on the way there. An overloaded

cliff. Everyone in the car

a split second. I grabbed Ewan’s shirt

what happened.”

said, “Tell me….

further from me. My vision blurred, and the ringing in my ears grew

“Stephanie…

*Stephany?”

me. Then,

I shot up and staggered out of the room. I wanted to hear that Steven

Stevie barked in the courtyard. I saw a figure climb over the wall,

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to get rid of me.

society, but behind affluent families like the Lincolns lived a group of