Chapter 78

I lowered my head and listened quietly as Ignatius spoke. "It's great that he listens to you," he said with a nod. "Now that you're pregnant with a descendant of the Lincoln family, you've done our family a huge favor. If the baby's a boy, then our family would finally have a worthy heir." I kept my head lowered and remained silent. What kind of traditional thinking was this? Couldn't daughters become successors too? Ignatius left after that. He ordered Ewan to lead Steven and me to our rooms to get some rest. Steven held my hand the whole time. I assumed that he was just trying to get my attention and tried to pull my hand away but to no avail. "The house is haunted," he said abruptly as he looked at me. A chill ran down my spine, and I hid behind him in fright. Holding onto his arm tightly, I muttered, "Who are you trying to scare?" As a person who had died once, it wasn't that strange for me to be afraid of ghosts. Steven smiled but said nothing. He let me hold his arm