Chapter 273
“Steven, your grandfather has passed away. You need to oversee the funeral, Martin said in a deep voice as he stepped out of the car.
I watched him warily because I was aware that his visit was about more than just about a funeral.
“Your grandfather’s body in still in the morque, and we need a direct relative to sign for the cremation. You can’t let him rest unattended, can you?” Martin put on a compassionate look, as if he was just a concerned elder.
Frowning. I glanced at the cars following him and realized the presence of the media.
Ignatius death was a big deal in the business world, and many media reporters were watching. Even if Martin was putting on a show, he needed to make it convincing.
I stepped in front of Steven and whispered, “Steven, don’t be scared.”
With the media around, Steven was safe for now.
After all, they wouldn’t dare harm him under the spotlight.
Martin’s eyes, unseen by others, were sharp. I knew he was furious about his failed attempt to kill Steven a few days ago. Now, with the media swarming in, it’d be difficult for him to make a second attempt.
Steven stood behind me. His gaze signaled the person holding Yasmin to release her.
The person complied and stood with a cold demeanor behind Steven.
It was evident Steven trusted him.
“Mr. Ford, thank you for helping me find Steven. This boy loves freedom too much to be confined at home,
Martin said gently while playing the role of a kind old man in front of the media.
Michael brushed away his gloominess and walked over. He was also a businessman and fundamentally
no different from Martin.
“The passing of my family head is a big deal. I appreciate your assistance today. Let’s discuss the collaboration between the Lincoln and Ford Groups at the charity dinner.“Martin extended his hand to
Michael.
His mention of collaboration clearly meant assuming control of the Lincoln Group.
Apparently, he had assumed ownership of the Lincoln Group.
He deliberately announced the collaboration in front of the media.
He was trying to hype as well as Steven,
pressure
I was a little worried as I looked back at Steven. However, the corners of his mouth seemed to be
carrying a hint of a smile that was hard to detect.
“Steven, the media is here. He won’t do anything to you at the moment. Let’s stabilize the situation. Don’t
resist. Follow my lead,” I whispered.
Steven hid his emotions and put on a scared look. “Stephie, will you protect me?”
I held Steven’s hand tightly and nodded. Following that, I turned to the reporters and wiped my tears. Grandpa’s death has deeply affected Steven. He’s been managing his emotions lately and he’ll be sure to get over his grief in the shortest time possible. He’ll be back to manage the Lincoln Group so that grandpa’s hard work isn’t let down.”
The cameras turned to Steven.
The latter appeared reluctant but didn’t dodge them.
“Is it true Steven has a mental illness?” a reporter asked.
I smiled at the reporter. “I believe all of us, even the so–called normal people, have mental illnesses to some extent. He’s fine and has already recovered.”
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