Chapter 163

My expression grew uglier by the second. I looked up at Michael and said, "Stop it!" I was afraid that Stephany really was connected to the killer in some way and that she'd been using these children for that purpose. Right now, I was Stephany Larson. So, it would be hard for me to discharge myself if Stephany was found to be an accessory to the murders. "Now will you be good and get in the car?" Michael threatened. I ground my teeth and got in. I wanted to know why he was threatening me in the first place. "What do you want?" I firmly looked at him. "I'm the only person who can help you, not that lunatic, Steven Lincoln." Michael looked coldly and proudly at me. "I want you to divorce him." I clenched my hands together. "Why are you so insistent on my divorcing Steve, Mr. Ford? I'm pregnant with his child, you know?" I purposely mentioned my pregnancy in order to make Michael stop targeting me. But that only made him sink more into his madness. Michael gazed feverishly at m