Stevie continued to bark in the backyard. This clearly indicated that someone had climbed over the wall and entered the compound.
Stevie was a very perceptive dog. It could detect movements that many people may not have noticed.
Steven had sold his shares in the Lincoln Group to Crowdstar Group. This meant that Crowdstar Group had the right to suddenly intervene in matters involving the Lincoln Group.
The senior management of Crowdstar Group had begun to take over the Lincoln Group. This would have undoubtedly angered the Lincolns, especially Martin.
I pushed open the bedroom door in a panic and my pounding heart finally settled.
I breathed heavily while leaning against the door frame. Since I had been panicking, my breathing was rapid and my heart was beating wildly in my chest.
At that moment, regardless of the memories of my past, I had to admit that I was worried about Steven.
I was truly worried about him.
"Stephie…" Steven seemed to have drunk a lot. He was curled up at the foot of the bed and holding his legs. He looked bewildered when he saw me.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Then, I looked down at the intruder lying on the ground and walked over to Steven cautiously.
"Did you get hurt?" I asked softly as I bent down to face Steven.
There were some bloodstains on his pale face. It made him look enchanting and ethereal.
I instinctively reached out to wipe the blood from his face, but he grabbed my hand with a burning gaze.
His gaze was hot and intense. It looked as if he wanted to burn me with his eyes. "Stephie, it's not my blood."
My back tensed up at that. I felt like I was getting devoured by Steven's eyes.
Just when I thought he was going to kiss me in such an inappropriate situation, he suddenly raised his head and hugged me tightly. Then, he said drunkenly, "Stephie, what happened? I'm so scared. My head is spinning…"
I smelled alcohol on him and sighed in exasperation. "Mr. Bart, help sort this out. Get this person to the police."
Ewan smiled, as if he was relieved.
I guessed that he was probably going to say something about how I had rushed to check on Steven first this time. I didn't ignore him and check on the person Steven had attacked to make sure they weren't dead like last time.
Perhaps Steven was looking at me so intensely earlier because he realized that I finally cared about his well-being first this time.
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