Steven always seemed to be able to urately predict everything. It felt as if he was confidently


    weaving his own narrative most of the time.


    I cried out of concern. I felt at a loss as I continued to press down on his wound.


    Soon, the police rushed in and took the assant away. The ambnce arrived promptly as


    well.


    Steven seemed to have anticipated that someone would get injured.


    “Did you know beforehand that someone was going to hurt Stephany? Is that why you called the


    ambnce in advance?” Eason asked in an arrogant tone. He felt the situation was definitely more


    complex than it seemed.


    Eason had acted very cautiously the entire time, so there was no way the assant could have


    followed him. The only other usible exnation was that Stephany had been targeted as soon as


    she left her house. The assant had followed her all the way here.


    “I called the ambnce for you, actually,” Steven replied in a low voice as he red coldly


    at Eason.


    I watched as a hint of fear shed in Eason’s prideful gaze. It was obvious that he was still


    fearful of Steven.


    “You called my wife over without my consent. If this happens again, I can guarantee that the one


    lying in the ambnce next will be you next,” Steven said.


    Steven let me press down on his wound. He covered my ears with his hands and began to curse at


    Eason coldly. “You dumb…”


    Even though he had covered my ears, I could still hear him cursing Eason out. His words


    were rather vulgar.


    I could tell that Eason was having a hard time in the ambnce. If it weren’t for the police officers


    holding him back, he would have rushed forward and attacked Steven already.


    However, it was clear that Eason had intentionally let the police hold him back. I could tell that he


    was still afraid of Steven, yet he kept shouting, “Stop holding me back! I have to kill this lunatic


    today!”


    Hearing that, the police officer holding him back obediently let him go as he asked.


    Eventually, Eason ended up quieting down. He gritted his teeth and sunk further into his chair.


    Then, he said to the officer next to him coldly, “Well, I suppose there’s no use fighting violence


    with violence.”


    “Hey, my wound feels alright. It’s not that deep. Look, I’ve practically stopped bleeding,” Steven


    comforted me in a low voice when he saw how pale I still looked.


    I looked up at him for a moment. Even though he was the injured one, he ended up being the one


    to console me instead.


    “That idiot doesn’t quite understand the current situation we’re in. Mr. Lincoln Senior is getting


    desperate. He’ll definitely make his move soon,” Steven whispered. He looked different from usual.


    I wondered if it was just because he didn’t want me to worry about him. N?velDrama.Org ? 2024.


    At this moment, Steven looked mature and stable. He felt a little strange, but not unpleasant to be


    around.


    It almost seemed like Steven should have always been this way. He should have been a strategist


    from the very beginning.


    “How would I know what you Lincolns get up to these days? So many people want to hurt you guys,


    after all,” Eason muttered quietly. But it was clear that he had been in the wrong


    this time.


    “Hudson, don’t let there be a next time,” Steven warned Eason in a low voice as they were getting


    out of the ambnce.


    Hudson was Eason’s old name. Steven didn’t seem to like calling him Eason.


    Eason frowned and felt distinctly threatened.


    I turned to look at Steven subconsciously. The way he had just threatened Eason made.


    him look really frightening.


    However, he ended up reverting back to his usual self in the next second. He looked at me with


    pitiful eyes and hugged me. “Stephie, I’m feeling a bit dizzy now. Can you please hold


    me?”


    Sure enough, Steven’s charm onlysted for three seconds.


    “Stephie, it hurts,” Stevenined.


    The medical staff wanted to treat his wound. However, Steven kept holding onto me


    tightly. He looked pitiful and scared. “Stephie, I’m scared,” he said.


    I was rendered speechless for a moment. He had only just realized that he was scared. now.


    Perhaps his brain needed some time to catch up with what had just happened for


    him to react.


    I hugged Steven guiltily and patted him. “Don’t worry, I’ll be here with you.


    “Don’t be fooled by his act! There’s no way he’s feeling scared right now. Maybe the assant I


    pinned down just now was his aplice! He might be the culprit behind everything!” Eason


    pointed at Steven angrily as he eximed. His finger trembled for a long while before he quieted


    down.


    “Mr. Grant, please don’t unjustly use my husband of such crimes again. I trust him.


    unconditionally,” I frowned as I said.


    Steven’s lips curled into a small smirk. His eyes seemed to darken as he looked at Eason.


    It felt as if he was provoking him.


    Eason clenched his fists in anger. “You will regret this.