Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford ) novel Chapter 323

Chapter 323 

Steven shook his head, trembling. 

“Don’t read it…” 

He didn’t want me to read it as if there was something that he didn’t want me to recall. 

“Leave,” I said to Michael. I didn’t want to see him now. 

Michael lowered his gaze and said softly, “When you’re done reading it, you’ll understand… I’ll wait for you, 

Stephie.” 

He shot a warning glare at Steven before leaving. 

It was as if Michael had come just to expose the fact that Steven was not mentally disabled. 

Everything that happened to the Lincolns was a part of Steven’s plans. 

“Did you plan everything ?” I asked grimly. “Did you scheme against the Lincolns? Including me and the baby?” 

Public opinion on the internet had suddenly begun to favor Steven one–sidedly. That was a hard blow to 

Martin. 

Furthermore, Dax was a criminal suspect, which inevitably got Martin involved and exposed him to 

criticism. 

If Steven returned to take over the Lincoln Group, there was a high chance that he could take full 

authority over the company. 

After all, nobody would assume him as somebody who schemed against his wife and baby. 

“He thinks you’re Stephanie Carlson. Why would he scheme against your baby? He’s been dreaming of becoming a father since he was 19 years old…” Eason mumbled as he put an ice pack against his cheek. 

“Yes….” Steven admitted. 

I began to tear up. I wished he would try to explain himself. 

“I was pretending to be mentally disabled. Everything was part of my plan. 

“The state that the Lincolns are in today–Martin and Ignatius‘ feud, Dax’s attack on James, Martin hiring 

men to kill Ignatius… 

“I admit that my plans contributed to all of that… I also arranged for the journalists,” Steven said softly, at a loss and in a panic. 

Rachel was in shock and covered Zion’s ears in reflex. “Can you even listen to this when you’re a police 

officer? Don’t listen.” 

Zion was baffled. “But I’m a traffic police…” 

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Rachel sighed in relief. 

“Oh, fine then. There’s no evidence anyway. It’s like a butterfly effect. The Lincolns deserve it.” 

Zion raised his chin and pointed at the police officer in the ward. 

Rachel glared at Eason. “You’re deaf, right? You didn’t hear anything, right?” 

Eason opened his mouth, but he lowered his head when he saw Rachel’s tightened fists. “You’re right. The stronger fighter decides.” 

“I wasn’t expecting you and the baby…” Tearing up, Steven continued to say woefully, “I didn’t scheme. against you and the baby.. 

“If you were Stephany Larson…. This child would never come to exist. I really… wanted the child to be born. 

Steven choked up. He was sad about losing the baby. 

He just didn’t know how to express or describe his emotions. 

He even restrained his sexual drives to not harm the baby… 

Steven really… wanted the child. 

He was crying. I felt heartbroken and helpless when I saw his tears.