Chapter 439

"Wait for me, I'll be right there."

Isadora flagged down a maid with a ponytail and asked where the storage room

was.

The maid pointed her in the right direction.

Isadora asked her to find two people to come along and help.

The ponytailed maid shot her a quick glance and nodded, then hurried off.

The storage building at Walsh Manor was a fair distance from the banquet hall, down a narrow path that twisted through the estate grounds.

Streetlights cast a dim, yellowish glow, the wind rattling the branches overhead. Compared to the bright, lively lights of the banquet hall, the path felt like another world-one shrouded in darkness and unease.

As Isadora walked further, the air grew colder, and the shadows deeper.

She spotted the warehouse ahead, its doors standing wide open.

Just as she was about to step inside, she hesitated, stopping short before the entrance.

Instead, she pressed herself to the wall nearby, waiting and listening.

Just in case something unexpected happened, she decided to send Victor a message.

out her phone-only to realize she had no

Isadora's instincts

all places? And now, right as Isadora arrived, her phone

to the party, find Victor, and come back for Wendy

She turned to leave.

a terrified scream echoed out from

jaw and rushed inside, setting her fears

huddled near the door, recognized Isadora's shadowy outline and let out a

the lights went out at once. I thought I saw a ghost at the

beam across the cluttered, pitch-black room

out

her ankle was twisted, and she

hurried over, slipping

to help.

the exit,

icy, haunted-feeling place

then slowly swung shut with a dull, echoing

went wide with panic. "What's going on? Is someone out there? We're

phone, but no matter what she tried, there

all.

then hurried over and pounded on the door. Not

setup all along. Someone wanted to lure me here

blinked, realization dawning on her face. Guilt washed

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