A Film Queen

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.

day, she had gained a daughter, a brother, and a

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

That’s actually an excuse.

three clinging to me while the

finished, they gave

Don’t go near it!

it cats

128 Aren’t These Two Supposed to

possible that there aren’t any real ghosts,

“I know, but it’s still scary. And

ones?”

someone

what she was

this really their level

can understand Oliver’s mentality since he’s

are always

of the world is material; the mind is merely a

processes of matter are the primary ways we understand the world. All entities and concepts are compositions or expressions of matter. Matter determines consciousness, and consciousness is the physiological response of

there are no such things as ghosts. Ghosts are just

three cowards uttered hesitantly,

trembling and clinging to Milly’s arm, admitted honestly, “Ms. Milly, my brain knows there are no ghosts, but my eyes don’t believe it. I’m still

his grip

said helplessly, “Oliver, if you’re going to hold on, don’t tear my sleeve!

stop pulling on my

trip to the haunted house, and

like this, who cares about a piece of clothing? Once

looked at him,

the commotion, the ghost actually

quickly focused on the doll in the ghost’s hands, examining its

“Are you really… Oliver?”

by a voice

“Oh. sh*t I’m not. lady!