Chapter 316
“Please don’t die… Please.”
“Stephie, don’t leave me alone.”
“Stephis…”
“Steven!” I screamed in my dream. I was watching him lying in a pool of blood, slowly disappearing.
I woke up in terror, breathing heavily as I stared at the ceiling.
I was in the hospital…
“Steven…” I looked around anxiously.
Zion was asleep and woke up with a start when he heard my voice. He was injured, with bandages on his
head and arm. “Stephany!”
“Steven…” My voice was hoarse as I called his name.
“He’s fine. Due to the drugs and his injuries, he’s been unconscious for a long time. He woke up once but passed out again. The doctor said to let him sleep for a bit longer,” Zion quickly reassured me.
I let out a sigh of relief and held Zion’s hand with my cold fingers. “My baby…”
Zion hesitated for a moment, lowering his head with a hint of guilt.
He didn’t say anything, but I already understood… My baby was gone.
“But… losing this baby might save Steven,” Zion whispered, rubbing his brows.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and my voice was choked. “Steven…”
“Dax is dead…” Zion’s voice was low.
Dax was dead. It was impossible for Steven to spare Dax in his state of rage.
Dax had caused a car accident, kidnapped us, and hit my pregnant belly in front of Steven. Steven killed
him to protect me.
“There’s one more thing… Martin was pretty ruthless. He took advantage of the situation and pushed all of the Lincoln family’s illegal black market dealings onto Dax.
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“Martin’s criminal activities, which had been monitored by the police for years, were finally cleared up after Dax’s death. This also means that Martin will do everything he can to compete with you for control
of the Lincoln Group.”
Zion was a bit anxious.
Business wars could be dark too–killing without bloodshed, using others as a knife.
“Since your child is gone, then the heir of the Lincoln family is also gone. Steven has a mental illness. You‘ know it’s hard for him to take over the Lincoln Group. So, the Lincoln Group can only be temporarily
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managed by Martin, and slowly…” Zion felt that Martin had won this time.
I clenched my fists tightly and took a deep breath. “He killed my child and wants to reap the benefits? He’s dreaming.”
“I advise you not to confront him head–on. You and Steven are no match for him.” Zion thought Steven and I were too vulnerable.
“I still have one more option…” I said hoarsely, looking at Zion. “What time is it now?”
“What are you planning to do?” He looked at me anxiously.
“The charity banquet of the Huma business circle, when does it start?” I propped up my body, trying to sit up. I felt extremely dizzy.
After that hit to the head, I had a concussion.
“Are you crazy? You just had a miscarriage and have a concussion! What are you trying to do?” Zion tried to stop me in a panic.
I shook my head. “I have to go…”
I had to see the president of Crowdstar Group.
“Why?” Zion frowned.
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