The dews seemed to be seeping into her skin.

It felt cold and wet, and felt very uncomfortable.

In Ziting Villa…

Anderson sat in the living room and glanced at the book in his hand.

Only Arthur, who had been standing by his side, knew that Anderson was also reading this page ten minutes ago.
Anderson put down the book and looked at Arthur, “Is there any news from there?”

He was asking about the matters in the cemetery. Arthur replied expertly, “Nope. But Hudson texted me just now and said that he felt afraid to stay in the cemetery.”

Anderson furrowed his brows, “What about she?”

Studying Anderson’s expressions, Arthur replied gingerly, “According to the information sent by Hudson, Miss Johnson has no reaction. She just kneels in front of Miss Isabella’s tomb and doesn’t move a bit.”

Anderson’s brows were knitted even more tightly.

When seeing his expression, Arthur plucked up his courage and said, “Shall we ask Miss Johnson to come back? Cemetery is actually horrific. Even Hudson can’t withstand it, not to mention Miss Johnson. She’s just a woman.”

Anderson shot a glance at Arthur, “She even dared to kill people. Will she be afraid of the unreal ghosts.” Arthur immediately shut up and sighed inwardly, “Mr. Clark was really cold-hearted.”

Catherine kneeled in front of Isabella’s tomb and many past events flashed across his mind. Her story with Isabella was like the story ‘The Snake and the Farmer’.

She saved Isabella, yet Isabella requited her kindness with enmity and sabotaged her relationship and her marriage.

In the end, Isabella died unexpectedly, but she became the scapegoat.

Catherine sneered.

by her sneered. He then asked in a trembling voice, “Miss Johnson,

afraid of? Can

stop this

looked like ghosts. Catherine was amused by his reaction, “How were you selected by Anderson to be his

beings are

sit there and play a game. I promise that you’ll be so angered by your

the moonlight and thought to himself,

ground for a whole night, Catherine felt her legs numb as if

Luckily, Hudson assisted her.

seem to be bleeding.” Hudson noticed that Catherine’s pants were soaked in blood and reminded her. Catherine shifted her gaze to

when seeing her

the mountain. Hudson glanced at

“No need. Come back and report to Anderson. I’ll

opened an App. As it was early in the morning, there were a few cars available, not to mention

by the roadside and waited for a long while before managing to

home, she felt cold and painful. She wanted to take a hot bath. But when she took off her clothes, she found that her cloth

her flesh bit by bit. When all these were

stopped his eye-catching red sports car at the entrance of Ziting Villa. Joshua had always been a heady person. When he saw Anderson’s car, he hastily stretched

got off the car and gazed at him with his brows knitted,

face, “Andy, have you investigated into what had happened to Catherine in the prison?” Anderson shook his

in the prison.” Joshua’s face turned pale when

Can she live happily in

car, and then threw a glance at the place behind him. Having not

pale. I feel that she will probably

was something wrong, “Andy, what have you

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