A Film Queen

Chapter 128

Chapter 128 Aren’t These Two Supposed to Be Enemies.

Bang! Suddenly, a cupboard in the room flew open, and out stepped a ghostly figure: a woman with disheveled hair, a pale face, wearing a tattered bridal gown, and clutching a ragged doll.

As soon as the ghost appeared, the room erupted into chaos. The few jumped around, trying to escape.

“Ahhh! Oh, sh*t! It’s a ghost!”

“Mommy, I’m scared! Mommy! Sob…”

“F*ck! Stay away from me! My legs are jelly now. Don’t come near mel”

“Ahhhh!”

Milly covered her ears. How did five people manage to sound like a crowd of fifty?

Despite Milly not saying a word, Jonathan and Oliver somehow zeroed in on her location and latched onto her, as if they had a built–in GPS.

Just like earlier, each took an arm while Michelle clung to her waist.

Milly sighed, exasperated.

Are they really that scared?

She tried to follow the ghost’s movements, looking for any clues on its body. But as soon as she moved, the three cowards clinging to her began wailing again.

“Mommy, don’t leave me! I’m scared!”

“Milly. I’m your brother! If I die, you’ll lose a brother!”

“Ms. Milly, if you abandon me, you’re heartless and a heartbreaker! Who else would be such a loyal and amazing lackey for you?”

Milly sighed deeply.

she had gained a daughter, a brother, and

clues. Since she’s out now, we need to find a way to lock her back

That’s actually an excuse.

I can’t breathe with these three

finished, they gave her stern

Don’t go near

what if it cats you? Ghosts eat

Two Supposed to Be

sighed again, utterly speechless. “Isn’t it possible that there aren’t any real ghosts, and this is just ar actor playing a

it’s still scary. And what

ones?”

read a novel where someone cultivated a third eye and could see

what

really their level

Oliver’s mentality since he’s pretty

are always

study dialectical materialism? The essence of the world is material; the mind is merely a product and reflection of

and concepts are compositions or expressions of

are no such things as ghosts. Ghosts are just

hesitantly,

arm, admitted honestly, “Ms. Milly, my brain knows

his

“Oliver, if you’re

pulling on my sleeve

house,

opening his eyes. “At a time like this, who cares about a piece of clothing?

at him,

hearing the commotion, the ghost actually started moving

doll in the ghost’s hands, examining its shape and

“Are you really… Oliver?”

altered by a voice changer,

floor. “Oh. sh*t I’m not. lady!

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