Annâs face darkened. She gritted her teeth as she stomped in place. âStephany, keep acting arrogant. Letâs see how long you can keep it up. You married a dimwit. Even if you married into the Lincoln family, so what?â
I slapped her again. âRespect your elders. Iâm your sister, and Steven is your brotherâinâlaw.
âYou keep calling him a dimwit. Do you dare to offend the Lincoln family? Without their support, 15 the Larson family heading for bankruptcy?â
Ann was completely bewildered. She stared at me for a long while. She couldnât understand why I had suddenly become so bold. It was completely out of character for me.
I ignored her, and pushed past her into the living room.
In the living room, the soâcalled father of Stephany was sitting on the couch, looking imposing.
Upon seeing me, he pretended to be welcoming. âStephie is here. Come, have a seat. Youâre now a great contributor to the Lincoln family, so take care of your unborn child.â
I smiled, looking at the soâcalled father. âDad, youâre right. The child Iâm carrying is the only heir of the Lincoln family. Once born, they will be the future head of the Lincoln family.â
John glanced at me carefully and spoke lightly, âIt seems youâve figured things out?â
I remained silent, and waited for him to continue.
âNow that Mr. Lincoln Senior had a stroke, and Mr. James is unlikely to take over the Lincoln family.
âYou control Mr. Steven, and if you raise the child well, you will be the true head of the Lincoln family, âJohn tentatively suggested.
I knew that John wanted to use me as a puppet to control the Lincoln family. But I didnât know how John would control me, was it something Stephany cared about?
âNow, the Lincoln family listens to me,â I arrogantly declared, feeling as if I had already ascended to the top like a phoenix on a tree.
I wanted to see what John would use to threaten me.
âDad!â Ann burst in, seeming to have processed the fact that I had slapped her, and exclaimed, âDad, she slapped me!â
âCanât you see that Dad and I are discussing important matters? You donât have manners, donât have the demeanor of a lady. Get out!â I scolded Ann unhappily.
Ann gritted her teeth. âDad!â
John looked at me with a furrowed brow, knowing I was being defiant.
âDad, weâre discussing important mattersâ¦. why is she interfering?â I asked in a low voice, also .
hinting at a threat.
Both of us were probing each otherâs limits. It was good to test it out.
âLeave,â John ordered Ann to leave.
Ann was shocked. It seemed John had never treated her like this before.
âDadâ¦â Ann was somewhat unwilling.
âLeave now,â John said and waved his hand.
Ann reluctantly left, but before she did, she gave me a fierce glare. âYouâre just arrogant, marrying at dimwit.â
I remained silent. I leaned on the couch and looked at John.
âNow that youâre in charge of the Lincoln family, you should take control of the Lincoln Group soon and help our Larson Group through this difficult time,â John reminded me.
âDad, Iâm helpless. Though Iâm now associated with the Lincoln family, I lack real authority.
âWith Mr. Lincoln Senior gone, Mr. Martin is in charge of the Lincoln Group. He has influence in both legitimate and illegitimate circles. I donât want to get into trouble,â I said calmly.
John frowned. âHanding over the shares of the Lincoln family to me is your primary task. Whatâs the holdup? Are you backing down? Donât forget, your Grandma still relies on the Larson family for her treatment. Can the Lincoln family afford to neglect an insignificant old lady?â
I was stunned for a moment. John finally revealed his leverage. But this grandmotherâ¦
I rubbed my temples. Grandmother?
Wasnât she the grandmother who raised Stephany after she was taken in by mistake? But shouldnât she be Annâs real grandmother? Ann really was a wolf in sheepâs clothing.