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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, a

any clues. Since she’s out now, we need to find a way to lock her back

That’s actually an excuse.

three clinging to me while the ghost

finished,

no, no! Don’t go near it! It’s a

what if it cats

128 Aren’t These Two Supposed to

sighed again, utterly speechless. “Isn’t it possible that there aren’t any real ghosts, and this is just ar actor playing

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

ones?”

read a novel where someone cultivated a third

what she

this really their level

understand Oliver’s mentality since he’s

two are always

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

concepts are compositions or expressions of

the only entity that truly exists. Simply put, there are no

three cowards uttered hesitantly, “Got

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

tightened his grip on

said helplessly, “Oliver, if you’re going to hold

pulling on

to the haunted house, and I might

opening his eyes. “At a time like this, who cares about a piece of clothing? Once we get

at him,

if hearing the commotion, the

on the doll in the ghost’s hands, examining

“Are you really… Oliver?”

voice, altered by a

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