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,

we need to find a way to lock her back up. Otherwise, everyone will be too scared to

That’s actually an excuse.

truth is, I can’t breathe with these three clinging to me while

as she finished, they gave

Don’t go near

if it cats you?

These Two

utterly speechless. “Isn’t it possible that there aren’t any real

And what if a real ghost sneaks in with

ones?”

where someone cultivated a third

believe what

this really their level

since he’s pretty dumb, but

are always at

is material; the mind is merely

entities and concepts are compositions or expressions of matter. Matter determines consciousness, and consciousness is the physiological response of the

the only entity that truly exists. Simply put, there are no such things as ghosts. Ghosts are just figments of your imagination. Got

hesitantly, “Got

admitted honestly, “Ms. Milly, my brain knows there are no

tightened his grip

free her arm but couldn’t, so she said helplessly, “Oliver, if you’re

you, Jonathan, stop pulling on

the haunted house, and I

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

at him,

hearing the commotion, the

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

“Are you really… Oliver?”

voice, altered by a

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