Chapter 157: Chapter 157

My heart lurched as fear suddenly took root within me.

Did Steven take the opportunity to leave when I was sleeping?

Did that mean… he was involved in the serial killings?

I hurriedly got out of bed and got dressed. Then, I left the hotel room and went down to the reception.

“Hi there, did you happen to see when my husband left the hotel?” I asked.

The receptionist shook her head. “Apologies, there too many people earlier…”

were inst “He’s of mixed blood and pretty good–looking,” I said.

The receptionist replied, “Oh, that handsome man! He must’ve…”

She then took out her phone as she mumbled to herself, “He was so handsome, I couldn’t help but take a photo and share it online.”

She then continued confidently, “He left around midnight.”

The receptionist had shared the photo of Steven at 12:03 am.

I felt anxious.

Steven had left around midnight, which meant that he left soon after I fell asleep. And it was 3 am now, which meant that three hours had passed since.

Steven would have had ample time to commit a crime.

I quickly left the hotel and looked around in a panic.

What would I do if Steven was actually part of the murders?

Then, I ran ahead with no direction in mind for a moment before my phone rang.

It was Zion.

I grew even more panicked.

I didn’t know if I was afraid that the police had arrested Steven at a crime scene, or if another murder had happened.

“Hello?” I answered the call after calming myself down.

“Come to the police station at Yellowbrick Road, please.” Zion sounded exasperated.

“Police station?” I was taken aback.

“Why didn’t you keep Steven in check? You really let him come out at night to beat someone up?

Aren’t you his guardian?” Zion sullenly asked.

If the local police officers hadn’t been familiar with Steven, they would’ve detained him for the night.

“Beat someone up?” I asked in confusion as I hailed a cab.

“Steve beat Michael up and trashed his car. What’s worse, he even got nearly a dozen stray dogs and set them on Michael’s bodyguards and injured them,” Zion said, nearly gritting his words out. “If Steve wasn’t declared insane, he would’ve been imprisoned already.”

I was so confused.

“Steve went to beat Michael up in the middle of the night? And trashed his car too? He even had some dogs bite his men?” I was overwhelmed by all this information.

Did Steven suddenly want me to stay at the hotel last night because he’d planned to beat up Michael?

“But more than one person was injured. And according to Steve, the people who have been lingering around the Lincoln residence have run off.

“They were probably there to spy on you guys and intended to harm you two. So, Steve’s actions can technically be counted as self–defense in this case,” Zion said, exasperated. ‘ But Michael and his driver are considered innocent bystanders given that they were simply waiting for you two at the door.”

At that, I fell silent.

So, Steven ran off at 3 am, not to kill someone, but to go back home and beat people up.

No wonder he kept on repeating that Michael had shoved him.

Did he hold a grudge?

I cupped my forehead and said in embarrassment, “I’ll be there right away. Please look after him for me in the meantime…”

ניד As Steven’s guardian, I was responsible for compensating Michael for the damages to his car, and the medical fees for his bodyguards.

I wasn’t too worried about the money since the Lincoln family could afford it. But my concern was that Steven might’ve pissed Michael off for good now.

“You really are capable, Stephany Larson,” Michael gritted out outside the police station. “Keep your mad dog on a leash, will you?”

“What breed of dog are you then? You were barking so madly outside our house at night instead of staying at the hospital with Yasmin.” I glared at Michael and peeked at Steven who stood behind the door.

He didn’t dare come out to face me.

Then, Michael took a step forward and looked down at me.