Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )

Chapter 67

I had nowhere to run and was forced to go with the flow. "What are you trying to do, Uncle James?"

"It's such a pity for you to have to stay together with that lunatic," James said with a chuckle. "We have plenty of time ahead of us. You might as well ditch him and date me instead."

"But the doctor just told me I'm pregnant. Grandpa really cares about this baby. What if the baby doesn't make it?" I said with a smile. "That wouldn't be good, would it, Uncle James? You can wait for a little while longer, right?"

James narrowed his eyes, clearly enjoying my reply.

He reached out and held my chin with one hand. "What a little vixen you are."

My smile was becoming forced as I tried to hold back my disgust. How could someone like him still be living so brazenly?

"Okay, I have plenty of time. Let's wait," he said before leaning in closer with his hand still on my

chin.

1 frowned as I tried to dodge him, but that made him annoyed. "What? Not even a kiss? Come on. You can't lead people on and then act all shy and innocent."

He was starting to lose his patience, but I was starting to not be able to keep up my facade.

Suddenly, right as I was panicking and at a loss for what to do, I heard a loud crashing noise. I saw that someone had knocked James out with a wooden pole.

I looked at Steven in shock. "H-How did you get out?"

His expression was bitter and dark. His gaze was murderous, and he paid no attention to me. Instead, he lifted the wooden stick again and prepared to swing it down on James' head. He was trying to kill

him.

"Steven!" I quickly stopped him. "Are you trying to kill him?"

I could sense that Steven was actually aiming to kill.

I started to seriously suspect that he was one of the murderers.

Still, I couldn't just watch him murder someone in front of me. "Grandpa will kill you if you actually

kill him. Calm down."

H

Steven's murderous gaze landed on me, and some of the rage faded from his eyes. "He laid his hands on you. He deserves to die."

I froze. That sentence seemed so familiar.

Back when I was still a wandering soul, he had said the same thing after viciously beating up the asshole next to Michael.

"If you lay a hand on her, you're dead."

Back then, diche's know why he would kill someone for me even though we didn't know each other.

I

So it wasn't for me but for Stephany

but

"Mrs. Lincoln "The nanny came to call me to go downstairs, Inst when she saw that Steven was out and James was unconscious on the floor, she screamed and can out

I

My expression became somber as I reached out to grab Steven's hand pulled him back into the room and said, "Don't come out I got this

Steven looked at me the wanted to say something, but he only managed to open his mouth.

1 shook my head at him and shut the door before standing outside.

Soon enough, Ignatius rushest upstairs with a few bodyguards behind him. "Where's that little bastard? Find him now!"

"Please calm down, Grandpa," I said as 1 quickly approached him and stopped him from going any

further.

"Just now, Uncle James tried to assault me. I was worried that something would happen to the baby, so I ran into the room. Steven instinctively acted to protect his child, Thank heavens he was there, or the baby..."

1 trailed off as I put my acting skills to good use and began to sob.

Ignatius knew best what kind of person James was, I was betting on the chance that Ignatius cared more about the heir in my belly.

After all, Steven had been a genius before he went insane. Apart from that, James was infamous for being a pervert. If he hadn't wasted his youth away by sleeping around so much, he might still be fertile and not a failure who couldn't even make a test-tube baby.

If it wasn't for James' recklessness, why would Ignatius have to place all his hopes of having an heir on a lunatic?

Ignatius' expression darkened. "That monster! Ralph, bring him back and make sure he learns his lesson!"

1 let out a sigh of relief. At least I managed to dodge that obstacle.

"Grandpa, who's going to attend the party tonight?" I asked as I approached him and changed the topic. "Please calm down."