Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford ) novel Chapter 274

Chapter 274 

Leaning into Steven’s arms, I deliberately brought up my pregnancy again to provoke Martin. 

Even if Steven was no longer there, I still had our child. 

“Mr. Lincoln, Mrs. Lincoln!” Ewan’s car was parked nearby. He opened the door for us to get in. 

I glanced at the silent man in the cap, who was vigilantly protecting Steven from behind. 

“Who is he?” I asked softly after getting into the car. 

“A bodyguard,” the man replied before Steven could answer. 

“He’s Joel Bart, Ewan’s adopted son. He’s in charge of our safety,” Steven explained in a low voice. 

Joel hummed under his breath, then pulled down his cap and gazed out the window. 

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There seemed to be some hostility coming from him, but I couldn’t tell if it was directed at me or 

someone else. 

I glanced at Steven and Ewan. 

One was his adopted father, and the other was his employer. 

If the hostility I sensed from Joel wasn’t directed at them, then was it aimed at me? 

It wasn’t like I had offended him. 

“Ewan, did you arrange for the reporters in advance?” I asked. 

Ewan glanced back at us through the rearview mirror before nodding. “Yes.” 

I sighed in relief, realizing he wasn’t as clueless as I thought. At least Steven didn’t come alone. 

He had brought a bodyguard, informed the media, and held Yasmin hostage to thwart Martin. 

“Stephie, you’re amazing. With you around, they won’t dare bully me,” Steven smiled at me innocently. 

I felt a bit guilty. Wasn’t he the one who had saved me? 

Joel gave another noncommittal hum from the passenger seat. 

I wondered if there was an issue with his nose. 

I looked out the window as Ewan drove past Martin’s car, and my face instantly darkened. 

The person who hadn’t gotten out of Martin’s car was actually Peter. 

In fact, I had researched Peter. He was a formidable psychiatrist and a renowned counselor in Huma, having received numerous awards and the highest honors in his field years ago. He was considered a prodigy in the field of mental illness, both in Huma and globally. 

The weirdest thing about this was that the subject he had been working on was the direction of 

therapeutic research on children with hypermale disorder and those deemed inherently bad. 

Hypermale children were known for genetic anomalies leading to uncontrollable tempers. Without altering their genetics, curing their condition was virtually impossible 

Yet, Peter had a wealth of clinical experience and many successful treatment cases. Numerous parents, desperate to normalize their children they consider bad, have entrusted them to Peter’s care, hoping for n transformation post–discharge.