“She wouldn’t dare,” Michael said confidently. “I have my ways of making here and beg me for
help.”
Meanwhile, I was hiding behind the door and only sighed in relief after Michael’s car drove away.
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Michael was someone who would do anything to achieve his goal. So, even though I may have
escaped his clutches this time, I might not be so lucky next time.
My guess was that Michael had found out about the connection Stephany had with the orphaned
children. But he still didn’t have anything concrete between her and the killer.
I took a deep breath. I could already feel a headacheing on.
What sort of rtion did Stephany Larson have with the killer?
Did she help and feed those orphans to have them kill other people? Was Stephany such a
terrifying woman?
Based on the school reunion before, I could tell that Stephany herself was a cowardly woman who
was easily manipted and had low self–esteem.
Could she have grown cruel and malignant after being pushed around for so long?
I was worried that if I continued looking into this matter, I might not be able to recover from
Stephany’s dirtyundry. What’s worse, I might end up getting imprisoned myself before we actually
found the killer.
That would really be too terrible.
“Stephie…” I saw Steven the moment I entered the living room. He seemed anxious, and it was
probably because he couldn’t find me anywhere after waking up.
“I’m here.” I quickly calmed him down.
Steven ran over and hugged me tight. “I thought… you didn’t want me anymore.
He was trembling along with his voice, as if he lived in fear every single day of his life.
“We deserve an exnation for this. We need to sustain ourselves too even though Mr. Lincoln
Senior can’t make the decisions anymore. What right did he have to stop providing for us?”
“Yeah. What right does a lunatic like him have to cut us off from the Lincoln family’s wealth?”
someone was calling out amid themotion from the living room.
Only then did I realize that the Lincolns hade to trouble us again.
But this time, other Lincolns hade instead of Martin.
They were here for their monthly allowances.
I’d heard from Ewan that Ignatius would give these rtives allowances every month for their
rtion’s sake, depending on how close or far–rted they were.
Did Steven cut all of them off after Ignatius fell ill?
No wonder they were here causing such a scene.
I gazed at Steven, confused. “Did you stop their monthly allowances?”
Steven nodded innocently. “Why should we give them money? Spending money on dogs. is better
than spending money on them.”
I took a deep breath, wanting to give him a thumbs up in agreement.
Even dogs knew to protect their owners. But these Lincolns only knew how to leech off of the
family.
Plus, the Lincoln family was never responsible for supporting these people in the first ce. Yet,
they’d be reliant on them.
Not to mention, the Lincoln family supported them for such a long time too, but it was only for them
to end up with nothing in return.
“I’m telling you, Steven, we no longer see you as part of the Lincoln family. Get out of this house
right now, you lunatic, and give us everything we deserve! We won’t let you off so easily otherwise!”
an elderly woman who stood at the lead yelled.
She seemed to be Ignatius‘ cousin.
“Yeah! We can barely survive. You need to pay us!”
“Give us the money or I’m going to end myself!” the other Lincolns begin insisting.
Steven stood before me and gazed coldly at them. “If you can live on, then please do. But if you
can’t, then die.”
The Lincolns were taken aback.
They wanted to get angry at Steven, but Steven’s crazed and fierce air was too frightening.
“You all should’ve died, but you didn’t. You guys are just like a bunch of maggots.
“Can’t you guys just go die already instead of bothering us every now and then? Do you need my
help to kill you?” Steven cocked his head and gestured for Ewan to shut the front door.
It felt like Steven might start killing people the moment the door shut.
I swallowed nervously.
Steven wasn’t actually going to kill them, was he?