Revenge After Death (Michael and Stephanie) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 

“You’re lucky you weren’t beaten to death. You must have a death wish to dare to provoke a mentally ill person with aggressive tendencies,” the officer reprimanded the man sternly. The man seemed visibly terrified and stopped shouting. 

Ewan looked at Steven and respectfully said, “Mr. Lincoln, it’s time to 

Steven reached for my hand, whispering, “Stephie, let’s go home.” However, I couldn’t understand why I felt inexplicably annoyed. 

go home.” 

At the door, the girl’s family arrived to pick her up, and their well–off appearance put me at 

ease. 

“Goodbye, Miss, Mister. Until next time.” The girl waved. The man who came to pick her up looked authoritative and respectable. 

“Thank you both for this,” the man said politely. 

“You’re welcome,” I replied with a polite smile. 

Steven looked at him warily and shielded me behind him. 

The man glanced at Steven with a smile. “Well, I won’t disturb you any longer.” But Steven still seemed protective even when everyone was gone. 

Sighing, I ushered him into the car. 

On the way back, Steven fell asleep against the window. 

I found myself gazing at Steven, feeling a bit lost in thought. His quiet demeanor was truly mesmerizing. 

“Mrs. Lincoln, I apologize for the fright. Mr. Lincoln rarely has episodes unless provoked,” Ewan explained. 

I stayed quiet until we got home. After giving Steven cold medicine and helping him sleep, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. 

“Ewan, how long have you known Steven?” I asked as we left the room. 

“I’ve known him since he was 14 years old. That was the year the Lincoln family found him,” Ewan replied. 

“And back then…” I was curious about what Steven was like as a teenager. 

“He was exceptional,” Ewan remarked with a hint of nostalgia. “But being too exceptional is a 

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curse in high society.” 

Ewan had a point. 

After a moment of contemplation, I gently asked, “When was he diagnosed with his condition? 

“At 19 years old, he went through a traumatic experience,” Ewan mentioned, leading me to a r small attic room filled with Steve’s memorabilia–including photos, certificates, and trophies. 

Astonished, I stood frozen in the room filled with his awards and certificates. 

These were collected by Mr. Andy. He loved Mr. Lincoln dearly when he was alive, but his affection was tempered,” Ewan explained. He pointed out each item. “This one’s from when Mr. Lincoln joined the advanced classes.” 

Looking at the young man in the photos, I suddenly felt a headache coming on. 

It all felt so familiar. 

The young man in the photos had a radiant smile. At that time, Steve was truly pure and 

flawless. 

Holding his trophy, he definitely stood out in the crowd. 

“A double degree?” Glancing at Steven’s certificate, I was momentarily surprised, but then it all fell into place. 

He entered university at just 14 years old, so it wasn’t surprising that he had finished both degrees by the age of 20 years old. 

Despite his young age, Steven excelled in multiple subjects with a perfect 4.0 CGPA, inevitably sparking jealousy among his peers.