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.

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

Since she’s out now, we need to find a way to lock

That’s actually an excuse.

breathe with these three clinging to me

as she finished, they

no! Don’t go near it!

it cats

Aren’t These Two Supposed to Be

“Isn’t it possible that there aren’t any real

it’s still scary. And what

ones?”

“Yeah! I read a novel where someone

what she

really their level

mentality since he’s pretty dumb, but

these two are

you ever study dialectical materialism? The essence of the world is material; the mind

the primary ways we understand the world. All entities and concepts are compositions or

Matter is the only entity that truly exists. Simply put, there are

three cowards uttered hesitantly, “Got it,

Milly’s arm, admitted honestly, “Ms. Milly, my brain knows there are no ghosts, but

his grip on

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

pulling on my sleeve

to the haunted house, and I might lose

about a piece of clothing? Once we get out, I’ll buy you

at

if hearing the commotion, the ghost

focused on the doll in the ghost’s

“Are you really… Oliver?”

altered by

“Oh. sh*t I’m not. lady! Y–You stay

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