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.

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

just going to see if the ghost has any clues. Since she’s out now, we need to find a way to lock

That’s actually an excuse.

three clinging to me while the ghost is

soon as she finished, they

no, no! Don’t go

it cats you? Ghosts eat people,

Aren’t These Two Supposed

it possible that there aren’t any

still scary. And what if a real

ones?”

where someone cultivated a third eye and could see real

what she

really their level of

Oliver’s mentality since he’s pretty dumb, but Jonathan too? It’s

these two are always

essence of the world is material; the mind is

and concepts are compositions or expressions of matter.

are no such

hesitantly, “Got it, but not

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

his grip on

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

pulling

the haunted house, and I might lose

a time like this, who cares about a piece of

at

the commotion, the ghost actually started

the doll in the ghost’s

“Are you really… Oliver?”

altered by

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

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