“Okay, good for you. All the best.” I said before immediately hanging up the phone.


    I wanted to make sure that Yasmin would continue to suffer and spend the rest of her days in horror


    and doubt.


    But there was no rush.


    After all, I had to slowly exact my revenge and relish every moment of it.


    Yasmin had to taste a hundredfold of the suffering I endured before justice was served.


    “Mr. Lincoln sure cares about Mrs. Lincoln… He hasn’t eaten all day, and all he’s done is wait for


    her to return. He even insisted that if Mrs. Lincoln doesn’te home, then he wouldn’t eat


    anything either.”


    When I went downstairs, I overheard the nannies discussing how Steven hadn’t eaten all


    day.


    Apparently, he had been waiting for me since he woke up from his nap after breakfast. He’d even


    skipped lunch and simply kept waiting for me.


    I sighed and walked out of the house.


    Why was Steven so obsessed with waiting for me? What was his rtionship to me in the past?


    “Sorry for the sudden call, Howard. But I have some questions regarding our time at school that I’d


    like to discuss with you. Yes, it’s work–rted.”


    After leaving the house, I called Howard. I wanted to start my investigation at the orphanage and


    find out what actually happened there.


    “Sure, let’s meet at the cafe at the corner then,” Howard said.


    So, I walked out of the Lincoln residence and hailed a cab. Then, as I got into the cab, I deliberately


    nced at the rearview mirror.


    It seemed like I was being followed by a ck car.


    “Please take a left turn at the junction in front,” I instructed the cab driver.


    Then, the ck car took a left turn too.


    “Turn right,” I instructed the driver again.


    The ck car followed suit.


    Then, I asked the driver to drop me at a random ce.


    Once more, the car stopped somewhere nearby too.


    Obviously, the people in the car were tailing me. So, for fear of dragging Howard into any trouble, I


    decided not to head straight to the cafe yet.


    After all, Howard was also a member of the orphanage, though his number was quite far down the


    list, and it would still take some time before the murderer could find him.


    As I got out of the cab, I pulled out my makeup mirror under the guise of freshening up. Then, as I


    discreetly nced behind me, a few men emerged from the ck car.


    They blended into the crowd while keeping their eyes on me.


    After that, I went into a washroom, tied my hair up, and then seamlessly blended in with a group of


    women to make my exit. And before the men could realize, I quickly left the ce.


    I had no idea who they were, but they definitely weren’t friendly people. I also doubted that they


    were sent by the Lincolns to protect me.


    After I’d beaten up the person who was supposed to protect me thest time, Ewan started giving


    me a heads–up whenever he sent anyone to follow me. So, if he had sent these men, he would


    have told me about them.


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    In other words, these were not Ewan’s men.


    After making sure that I wasn’t being followed, I entered the mall and left through the backdoor.


    Only then did I head to the cafe.


    When I entered the cafe, Howard was already there.


    He greeted me and said in a low voice, “Stephany, how have you been doingtely? Sir told me to


    beware of you. He said you might betray us.” Howard seemed rather anxious.


    I felt my chest tightened.


    What did he mean? I might betray them?