Chapter 166

"Rest assured, they're just nobodies to the Lincoln family," Ewan replied in an indifferent tone. Meanwhile, Steven was still holding my hand, feeling upset. Then, he deliberately showed me the cut that he got while smashing the glass. "Stephie… It hurts." I took a glance at the wound on his hand. It was bleeding, but it wasn't as serious as the wounds he'd inflicted on himself the last time. "I'll get the first aid kit," I said. Then, I led Steven to the couch and sat him down before carefully tending to his wounds. But suddenly, Steven leaned in close to me and sniffed. At the next moment, a menacing glint appeared in his eyes for a brief moment before quickly disappearing. "Stephie… You met up with Michael." I stared at Steven in disbelief. How did he know that? "You got his smell—bad small." Steven frowned. I sniffed myself and glanced at him. Did he have the nose of a dog or something? "He… " But before I could explain, Stevne suddenly pressed my head to his and