Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )

Chapter 91

Martin sneered, got up, and left. His gaze bore a strong warning.

I knew exactly what he was thinking of. As long as my child lost... if Steven died, then he would be the rightful scion to the Lincoln Group.

"Young lady, you better take good care of the child in your belly," Alan remarked jokingly.

He approached me, squinting as he seized me up. "She's a beauty, what a loss..."

He raised his hand and pinched my chin before turning away.

After everyone left, I sighed in relief and sat down on the couch.

Ewan reassured, "Mrs. Lincoln, you've been worried. Your main task now is to take care of yourself and protect your unborn child."

"When will Mr. Lincoln Senior return to the country?" I asked.

Although Ignatius had suffered a stroke and might not be able to make decisions in the future, as long as he was alive, these people would still fear him. "He'll be able to return tomorrow," Ewan whispered.

I nodded and glanced upstairs.

I wasn't sure when Steven woke up, but his complexion was very pale.

He stood at the stairwell on the second floor and stared coldly at the group of people led by Martin, who had already left.

"Why did you come out? Go back to your room and rest," I said, letting Steven return to his room.

He suppressed his aggression and spoke in a plaintive tone, "Stephie, I'm scared... I can't bring myself to sleep."

I rubbed my temples in frustration. What a mess! Being reincarnated only to marry into the Lincoln family, such a hotbed of trouble.

"Mr. Bart, what's the situation inside the Lincoln Group?"

Ignatius had suffered a stroke, and James had an accident. The Lincoln Group must be in chaos now.

"Mr. Martin is temporarily in charge of the company. The man sitting beside him, Mr. Hugo, is his

SOIL.

The entire security department of the Lincoln Group is under his control," Ewan said tactfully.

He was implying that Martin and Hugo had complete control over the Lincoln Group.

It seemed that the news of Ignatius" stroke had been promptly disclosed to Martin.

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Now I had more reason to suspect that the simultaneous accidents involving Ignatius and James were

deliberate

At present, Martin had the most suspicion because he was the one who benefited the most..

"Let's put Lincoln Group's affairs on hold for now. We need to figure things out first," I said, rubbing my temples as I headed upstairs.

The priority was to take back the Lincoln Group from Martin.

It wasn't that I wanted to give them a hard time, but the situation was such that, being innocent and carrying this child, they couldn't just let me go.

Asking them to spare me was impossible. I had to take a risk and see how it played out.

Upstairs, Steven reached out to me as he saw me coming up.

I glanced at him and could only coax him back to his room to sleep.

"Those people...are very bad," Steven grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his embraces.

"Did they hurt you?" I asked.

"Yeah," Steven murmured, speaking softly.

1 remained silent for a long time. Steven's identity and situation in the Lincoln family must have caused him a lot of suffering.

How could these people let him off easily? They probably wanted him dead too.

Martin's idea of taking over the Lincoln Group must have been brewing for a long time, and they must have targeted Steven early on. "Grandpa had a stroke, and Uncle James won't be back," I said to Steven, trying to reassure him.

"From now on, we can only rely on each other. We have to trust each other, you know?"

"Stephie, don't lie to me again..." Steven hugged me tightly, as if afraid I would abandon him.

I thought he had post-traumatic stress disorder.

I could only handle him with extreme care, hoping he would soon rely on me and then tell me everything he knew about the serial killer.