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.

she had gained a daughter, a brother, and a

has any clues. Since she’s out now, we need to find a way to lock her back up. Otherwise, everyone will be too scared to complete the tasks

That’s actually an excuse.

with these three clinging

she finished, they gave her stern

no! Don’t go near it! It’s a

cats you? Ghosts eat people,

Aren’t These Two Supposed to

there aren’t any real ghosts,

trembling, said, “I know, but it’s still scary. And

ones?”

chimed in, “Yeah! I read a novel where someone cultivated a third eye and could see real

couldn’t believe what she was

their level

he’s pretty dumb, but Jonathan

are

materialism? The essence of the world is material; the mind is merely

concepts are compositions or expressions of matter. Matter determines consciousness, and consciousness is the physiological response of the objective world in our brains, a reaction from organic

only entity that truly exists. Simply put, there are no such things as ghosts.

hesitantly, “Got it, but

honestly, “Ms. Milly, my brain knows there are no ghosts, but my eyes don’t believe it. I’m still

his grip

to free her arm but couldn’t, so she said helplessly, “Oliver, if you’re going to hold on, don’t tear my

you, Jonathan, stop pulling on my sleeve

house, and I might lose

time like this, who cares about a piece of clothing? Once we get out, I’ll buy you a truckload of

looked at him,

the commotion, the ghost

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

“Are you really… Oliver?”

by a voice changer,

collapsing to the floor. “Oh. sh*t I’m not. lady! Y–You stay away