Revenge After Death

There were so many guests around. In a flash, Ignatius became extremely upset.

the Ford family.

He was already embarrassed by the scene that Michael caused. However, he was from the after all. The Ziegler family was not up to their level.

“I see that any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to bark at the Lincoln family now?” Ignatius chided.

Lena was trembling in fear. She looked at me in shock. She looked like she was shooting laser beams from her eyes.

“Stephany, you set me up… Mr. Ignatius, it wasn’t me… It was Stephany. She…”

“Grandpa, Lexy has been listening,” I said as I looked at the nanny, who was standing by the side.

She nodded. “Yes.”

Lena was in fear. “Mr. Ignatius… 1…” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Where is this lady from?” Ignatius asked in a deep voice.

“She’s from the Ziegler family,” his assistant answered.

“Moving forward, the Zieglers are not allowed to attend any events related to the Lincoln family. They should first educate their own daughter. It’s only after that can they associate themselves with my family again.”

Ignatius‘ voice was deep. He was taking this opportunity to give out a warning.

“Please leave.”

I gave Lena a mocking look. Recently, Ignatius had been filled with pent–up anger. She happened to be oblivious and ended up triggering him.

Lena was completely freaking out now. She came to her senses after a while. She looked at me in astonishment. “Stephany, you… You did that on purpose? How dare you!”

She was about to hit me when she was stopped by the Lincoln family’s bodyguard. “Miss, you’re not welcome at the Lincolns‘ family dinner. Please leave.”

She kept staring at me. It seemed as if she was going to burn a hole through me with her gaze.

Stephany used to be submissive. She wouldn’t say a word to anyone no matter what happened. Lena must be feeling confused as to why she had suddenly changed.

I glared at her provocatively. Then, I went upstairs. It felt good to have someone backing me up.

However, the Lincolns weren’t backing me up. It was the baby that I was carrying.

Ignatius had to entertain the guests. I gave an excuse saying that I wasn’t feeling well and needed to rest. I retreated to my room and sent the nanny away.

From the window upstairs, I glanced down. There was no one else outside. I took this opportunity to change into a different set of clothing and climbed down.

“Hi Rach, it’s me.” I ran out from the Lincolns‘ home and called Rachel.

Rachel stayed silent for a while before she said. “We’re not that close. You can call me Rachel instead.”

1 acknowledged her request pretentiously. “Ms. Rachel, I heard that Yasmin was abducted by the murderer. Is that true?”

“It’s not,” Rachel answered unhappily.

I raised my eyebrow. This was similar to my theory. I had guessed that Yasmin was the one who staged the incident. She just wanted to make Michael worry for her.

“So, I suppose that couple is playing house, aren’t they?” I remarked in a low voice.

“Yasmin acts well. When she regained consciousness at the orphanage, she said that someone abducted her. The cops didn’t expose her either.

“Steve is under control, so she thinks that she’s safe. Zion has said that it’s highly unlikely that Steve is the murderer. She’s just playing with fire. It would be her own fault if she ends up burning herself.”

Rachel wished that Yasmin could get rid of the murderer as soon as possible. She wanted the murderer to be gone.

“Let’s not talk about Yasmin and Michael for now. Have you found where Jack Brown is?” I squinted. I thought of tackling the matter with Jack as a starting point.

“He’s at the bar. Where else could he be?” Rachel snorted. “I’m here, watching him. Do you want to come over?”

“Of

cab.

course. Tonight… I’m going to scare him out of his wits!” I gritted my teeth and flagged down at

One by one, I would teach them a lesson. Jack would be the first!