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.

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

tried to reason with them helplessly. “I’m just going to see if the ghost has any clues. Since she’s out now, we need to find a way to lock her back up. Otherwise, everyone will be too

That’s actually an excuse.

three clinging

as soon as she finished, they gave her

Don’t go near it! It’s a

if it cats you? Ghosts eat

Aren’t These Two

it possible that there aren’t any real ghosts, and this is just

said, “I know, but it’s still scary. And what if a real ghost sneaks in with

ones?”

read a novel where someone cultivated a third

couldn’t believe what she

their

since he’s

these two are always at

is material;

the primary ways we understand the world. All entities and concepts are compositions or expressions of matter. Matter

are no such things

cowards uttered hesitantly,

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

his grip

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

you, Jonathan, stop pulling

to the haunted house, and I

“At a time like this, who cares about a piece of clothing? Once we get out, I’ll

at

the commotion, the ghost actually started moving towards

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

“Are you really… Oliver?”

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sh*t I’m not. lady! Y–You