Billionaire Is 23

Chapter 23 Thunder, Broken Candle, an Omen of Death

Chapter 23 Thunder, Broken Candle, an Omen of Death

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Beneath the dark, looming clouds, a sudden streak of lightning was followed by a thunderclap so loud it felt like i I was right. on top of me.

I crouched down where I stood, clutching my ears in fright, nearly convinced I was about to lose my senses from the fear.

When I dared to look up again, I noticed the candle from the altar had toppled over in front of Luke.

The candle was snapped in half, and the wax spread across the floor like a dark omen.

This unsettling scene caused my grandmother, who had been watching with her usual stern concern, to nearly collapse. Thankfully, Mrs. Lambert was quick to support her. "Old Madam."

Luke, typically dismissive of superstitions, could not help but feel unnerved by the candle that had seemingly targeted him. Grandma's face paled, her voice shaky, "Thunder, broken candle, an omen of death... What have you done that is so terrible?" "Grandma, I swear, it's just a coincidence," Luke tried to reassure her, but his voice lacked conviction.

Understanding the old lady's deep-seated beliefs, Mrs. Lambert immediately summoned a servant to clean up the place.

"Old Madam, it's just a coincidence. Please, don't worry yourself. You should rest."

"Mrs. Lambert, I've been uneasy. Chloe haunts my dreams every night, and it's been over ten days since she last called," Grandma confessed, her anxiety palpable. Luke's expression darkened significantly. He was well aware of my deep attachment to Grandma, frequently visiting her or at least calling every few days.

While I might disregard him, I would never neglect Grandma.

"Grandma, are you sure Chloe hasn't called?" Luke pressed, desperate for some reassurance.

"Do I look like I would lie about this?" Grandmother snapped back, her frustration clear.

At that moment, I watched as realization dawned on Luke. His face turned white and he seemed to be getting weak in the knees.

Perhaps he was beginning to understand that the disturbing details surrounding the bloody wedding dress at the police station were more than mere coincidences.

Suddenly, a servant's voice broke the tense atmosphere, "Old Madam; your package has arrived. It's from Ms. Chloe."

forward to receive the package. The sender's details confirmed it was indeed from

upon seeing the package,

box containing an amulet and a greeting card I had prepared

before my wedding, was meant to

had arranged for its delivery today, after the wedding, through

perfect as it

in Grandma's eyes as she read the

amulet comes from Mount Spiritus and isn't something you can simply buy. It requires one to make their way to its summit, where a priest blesses it. Ms. Chloe has shown great filial piety."

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Grandma said, "If she's sent a gift, she must be on her way. Have someone wait for her

""Of course."

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been quietly observing, asked Mrs. Lambert about the amulet's significance, "To obtain this amulet, one must really go

top, a challenge that can take a whole day. Many in poor health don't

earthquake when I cheerfully sent him off to the airport, handing him a

spiritual significance, he had carelessly tossed it

had asked about it, and I brushed it off as a minor

he only sustained minor injuries, later realizing the amulet's

the effort behind such an amulet, he

you looking at? This is from Chloe,"

don't worry. I once had a similar amulet. Here, I've also

handed her the book, and seeing it was the Bible, Grandma took

look so different than

by a revered priest using unique materials and has received special blessings. It's

over the book gently. I tried in

was the profound sadness Grandma would endure upon discovering the book was crafted

a revelation would be too

loved me, used this cruel

regret not pulling her down to hell with

at

as Grandma tenderly traced the words on the cover of

appeared genuinely fond of it, her touch as gentle as when she caressed my head

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