Dax red at Steven with his fingers tightly clenched. “Just you wait and see.”


    I stared at Dax in surprise.


    Did I just detect fear in the eyes of someone so fierce? Was he afraid of Steven?


    I turned back to look at Steven, surprised.


    He was still giving Dax a hostile re, and it wasn’t until everyone had left that he slowly regained


    hisposure.


    “The sudden events in the Lincoln family… It all happened too quickly,” I whispered. ” Steve, are


    you sure you had nothing to do with this?”


    Steven didn’t respond and simply continued to hold me tight.


    “Stephie… I’m starving,” he said hoarsely.


    I couldn’t discern if he was just pretending or genuinely unaware of what I’d said.


    But regardless, he had stayed up all night without eating or sleeping, so he must have been hungry.


    So, I took him out for a meal and tucked him into bed afterward.


    As I sat by the bedside, I gazed at Steven’s face for quite some time.


    What sort of persony beneath this mask of his?


    Then, I snuggled up beside him and drifted off into a heavy sleep.


    Being pregnant made me feel sleepy, and after staying up all night in the interrogation room, I felt


    extremely tense.


    However, nightmares still haunted my


    slumber.


    Yet, in the haze, aforting hand pulled me close and held me tight.


    As my body gradually warmed, I found sce in a peaceful sleep.


    “Mr. Lincoln, moving against Mr. Lincoln Senior now might be too rash. It could alert the enemy too


    soon. You shouldn’t act now just because of her.”


    I heard Ewan’s voice as I drifted in and out of sleep.


    “I won’t let anyoney a finger on her,” Steven said sternly.


    “It’s just a routine investigation, nothing too serious.” Ewan sighed. “But you’ve revealed yourself too


    early. It might provoke Mr. Lincoln Senior to retaliate.


    “Besides, you’ve been patient for so many years. You shouldn’t take such risks now for


    her.”


    “What do you think I’ve been holding back all these years for? For all the dirt of the Lincoln family?”


    Steven sneered. “Mr. Bart, you know better than anyone what I’m after.


    “Is it worth it?” Ewan asked.


    “Even the gods seem to be on my side.”


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    “Are you absolutely sure she’s the one?” Ewan sounded anxious.


    “She is,” Steven said firmly.


    In my daze, I tried to open my eyes to catch what they were saying, but I was too sleepy, and my


    eyelids felt heavy.


    The room was spacious, and Steven and Ewan were talking outside the room.


    I stretched on the bed, feeling the urge to get out and see what was going on.


    Just then, the door swung open, and Steven entered while holding a cupcake.


    His eyes met mine, clear and bright. “Stephie… You’re awake.”


    He stood where the sunlight spilled in, and the golden hue created a feeling of warmth


    and serenity.


    Steven always had a pure and angelic quality about him.


    I started to wonder if everything I had heard was just in my head, if it was all just a trick of my mind.


    “Steve…” I took a moment to calm myself as I sat on the edge of the bed.


    Then, Steven fetched me some warm water.


    His loyal demeanor made it difficult for me to stay upset.


    “How long have I been asleep?” I whispered.


    “For a whole day and night,” Steven murmured beside me.


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    I was stunned,


    I had slept for so long?


    “Stephie, are you hungry?” Steven earnestly asked.


    I could see that his hands were stained with fruit coloring.


    I closely inspected the unattractive cupcake.


    Did Steven make it himself?


    He seemed to know that Stephanie enjoyed cupcakes with dragon fruit.


    “I don’t really like dragon fruit,” I deliberately stated.


    Steven was stunned for a moment.


    Then, he spoke softly, “Have your tastes changed?”


    Do preferences change too?


    I remained silent, feeling inexplicably annoyed. “Just eat it yourself.”


    Then, I got up and headed to the bathroom.


    I stared at my reflection in the mirror, feeling irritated for quite some time.


    Why did I have to be reincarnated? Why was I trapped in someone else’s body?


    Initially, I believed that being reincarnated into Stephany’s body was a second chance from above.


    But at some point, it turned into torment.


    My soul was forcibly trapped in a body that wasn’t mine, one that felt unfamiliar and perilous.


    I spent quite a while in the bathroom.


    When I came out, Steven was no longer in the room, but he had left the cupcake there for


    1. me.


    So, I walked over and took a bite.


    It was sweet, yet not overly so. The vor was quite familiar too.