Chapter 251: Chapter 251

I’m Steve’s guardian, Mr. Martin. You have no right to decide on my behalf!” I stood protectively before Steven and looked at the bodyguards warlly.

“Who the hell do you think you are? Are you even worthy of speaking to Mr. Martin? He’s the one calling. the shots now!” Someone stepped forward to speak up on Martin’s behalf.

It was within my expectations. Steven had cut off their benefits, which had pissed everyone Steven looked sharply at the person who’d spoken. It was as if he were looking at a corpse.

off.

“If you want blood to be shed, you can go ahead and try me.” I remained before Steven. I wasn’t going anywhere.

Martin didn’t care about my survival, of course. He was only here to aggravate Steven and see whether Steven was really insane. They were both trying to get a feeling of each other’s bottom lines, and I was a hurdle in Martin’s way.

Martin must’ve already looked into Stephany’s background, though. I was the daughter of the Larson family, and I’d just severed ties with Charles. Charles must’ve already proven his loyalty to Martin, so Martin was sure I wasn’t capable of anything.

And in truth, I wasn’t. Not now, anyway. I could only bet on Ewan and hope he’d be able to fight back. This time, however, he merely stood to one side, looking calm. He didn’t show any sign of wanting to interfere.

Didn’t the Lincoln family have their own bodyguards? I couldn’t allow anyone to take Steven away.

“Mr. Martin, the people from the asylum are here,” one of Martin’s bodyguards said.

Ewan gave Steven a meaningful look, but the latter remained silent and unmoving.

“I won’t let you take him away, Mr. Martin.” I clenched my fists. I didn’t know how I could help Steven.

“Don’t be scared. I’ll go with them,” Steven said in a small voice behind me..

I was taken aback. Then, I turned to look at him. “No way!”

I didn’t want him to return to the asylum anymore.

“I’ll be fine.” He knew Martin was just testing him.

“You can’t go there…” I said shakily. I didn’t know why I was so afraid of him being taken to the asylum. Was I traumatized by Michael forcing me to watch videos of Steven when I’d been in the asylum?

“Don’t be scared, Stephie.” Steven shook his head at me.

I grabbed his wrist and tugged it. He said softly, “Don’t be scared. I’ll be right back.”

He didn’t wait for the people to catch him. He headed out himself. I refused to let him go; I didn’t want him to go to the asylum.

These people had to be on Martin’s side. They wouldn’t let Steven have an easy time in there.

You’re pregnant, Mrs. Lincoln. You have to stay calm. Ewan stopped me and shook his head at me.

I didn’t know whether they had some sort of plan. Then, I heard Steven say to Ewan before getting into the car, “Speed things up and destroy the Lincoln Group.”

I thought my ears were playing tricks on me. Had I heard him say he wanted to destroy the Lincoln Group? Was he going to destroy it if he couldn’t have it? Was that his plan?

“You must be tired, Mrs. Lincoln. I’ll take you home,” Ewan said.

I could only stand by and watched as Steven was taken away in the car from the asylum. A wave of helplessness washed over me. I asked Ewan softly, “Is Steve really a psycho?”

“When someone wants you to be insane and you have no power to fight against them, you don’t have a choice.” Ewan stared at the car as it left. “But all butterflies will eventually break out of their cocoon. Don’t you agree?”

I took a deep breath and clenched my fists.

“The shares are still in Mr. Lincoln’s hands. Once he dies, they’ll go to Steven. Now that Steven’s in the asylum, you’ll stand a chance, Mr. Martin…”

“Yeah, exactly. Now that you’re the one calling the shots, you have to help us, Mr. Martin.”

The people in the house were still excitedly discussing the Lincoln family fortune and Ignatius‘

inheritance. But they’d forgotten one thing–Ignatius was only paralyzed, not dead.

My guess was that Martin’s next move would be to get rid of him and me, now that Steven was out of the picture.

“Is Mr. Lincoln Senior safe here?” I asked Ewan.

After a pause, he said, “Not everyone is as kind as Mr. Lincoln is.”