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

to reason with them helplessly. “I’m just going to see if the ghost has any clues. Since she’s out now, we need

That’s actually an excuse.

three clinging to me while the

she finished,

no! Don’t go near it! It’s a

what if it cats you? Ghosts eat people,

Two

there aren’t any real ghosts, and this is just ar actor playing

but it’s still scary. And what if a

ones?”

someone

believe what she was

their level of

he’s pretty dumb,

these two are

is material; the mind is merely a product

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

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

uttered hesitantly,

Milly, my brain knows there are

his grip

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

pulling on my sleeve

to the haunted house,

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

at him,

if hearing the commotion, the ghost

on the doll in the ghost’s

“Are you really… Oliver?”

altered by a

almost collapsing to the floor. “Oh. sh*t

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