Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 

I had nowhere to run and was forced to go with the flow. “What are you trying to do, Uncle James?” 

“It’s such a pity for you to have to stay together with that lunatic,” James said with a chuckle. “We have plenty of time ahead of us. You might as well ditch him and date me instead.” 

“But the doctor just told me I’m pregnant. Grandpa really cares about this baby. What if the baby doesn’t make it?” I said with a smile. “That wouldn’t be good, would it, Uncle James? You can wait for a little while longer, right?” 

James narrowed his eyes, clearly enjoying my reply. 

He reached out and held my chin with one hand. “What a little vixen you are.” 

My smile was becoming forced as I tried to hold back my disgust. How could someone like him still be living so brazenly? 

“Okay, I have plenty of time. Let’s wait,” he said before leaning in closer with his hand still on my 

chin. 

1 frowned as I tried to dodge him, but that made him annoyed. “What? Not even a kiss? Come on. You can’t lead people on and then act all shy and innocent.” 

He was starting to lose his patience, but I was starting to not be able to keep up my facade. 

Suddenly, right as I was panicking and at a loss for what to do, I heard a loud crashing noise. I saw that someone had knocked James out with a wooden pole. 

I looked at Steven in shock. “H–How did you get out?” 

His expression was bitter and dark. His gaze was murderous, and he paid no attention to me. Instead, he lifted the wooden stick again and prepared to swing it down on James‘ head. He was trying to kill 

him. 

“Steven!” I quickly stopped him. “Are you trying to kill him?” 

I could sense that Steven was actually aiming to kill. 

I started to seriously suspect that he was one of the murderers. 

Still, I couldn’t just watch him murder someone in front of me. “Grandpa will kill you if you actually 

kill him. Calm down.” 

H 

Steven’s murderous gaze landed on me, and some of the rage faded from his eyes. “He laid his hands on you. He deserves to die.” 

I froze. That sentence seemed so familiar. 

Back when I was still a wandering soul, he had said the same thing after viciously beating up the asshole next to Michael. 

“If you lay a hand on her, you’re dead.” 

Back then, diche’s know why he would kill someone for me even though we didn’t know each other. 

I 

So it wasn’t for me but for Stephany 

but 

“Mrs. Lincoln “The nanny came to call me to go downstairs, Inst when she saw that Steven was out and James was unconscious on the floor, she screamed and can out 

I 

My expression became somber as I reached out to grab Steven’s hand pulled him back into the room and said, “Don’t come out I got this 

Steven looked at me the wanted to say something, but he only managed to open his mouth. 

1 shook my head at him and shut the door before standing outside.