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.

startled by her sneered. He then asked in a

of? Can she crawl out of her

this topic

around were so weird and the vague things all looked like ghosts. Catherine was amused by his reaction, “How

beings are more scaring

and play a game. I promise that you’ll be so angered by your teammates that you’ll not be scared by then. Rest assured. I won’t run away. After all, even if I manage to run away this time, Anderson

Catherine’s side face in the beam of the moonlight and thought to himself, “This woman is not that villain as Mr.

down on the ground for a whole night, Catherine felt her legs numb as if they were not her legs and almost fell down the moment she stood

Luckily, Hudson assisted her.

Johnson, your legs seem to be bleeding.” Hudson noticed that Catherine’s pants were soaked in blood and reminded

her inwardly when

hobbled down the mountain. Hudson glanced at Catherine with

“No need. Come back and

early in the morning, there were a few

waited for a long while before managing

she came back home, she felt cold and painful. She wanted to take a hot bath. But when she took

her cloth from her flesh bit by bit. When all these

out for work, Joshua 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

off the car and gazed at him with his brows knitted, “What are

what had happened to Catherine in the prison?” Anderson shook his

from someone last night that Catherine suffered a lot in the prison.” Joshua’s face turned pale when he recalled what he had

chuckled, “Isn’t suffering a lot in the prison a normal thing? Can she live happily

car, and then threw a glance at the

Her face was also so pale. I feel that

something wrong,

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