Chapter 293

Farrah struggled desperately, but her body felt as soft and powerless as cotton, completely unable to move.

The lightning faded, and the bedroom fell into darkness.

Only the dim light from the streetlamp outside cast a faint shadow of a figure by the window.

However, Farrah could still confirm that the figure was Maggic.

Her slim figure, elegant white dress, and hairstyle were exactly the same as the night of Maggie's accident. It left a deep impression on her.

"Y...you..." She looked at the figure in horror, her throat feeling as if it were blocked by something. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't say anything. Lightning flashed again, illuminating the

Dedroom.

The figure slowly walked toward her.

She could see the figure's face clearly. It was indeed Maggie.

Shock and fear made her shiver and her back was soaked with cold sweat.

She didn't know if Maggie in front of her was a human or a ghost. If she was a human, it was truly strange. If she were a ghost, the figure felt strikingly real.

The lightning vanished again, leaving only a hazy figure in front of the bed.

Lightning flashed again, and Maggie smiled gently at her, raising a hand to touch her face while whispering something.

At the same time, Farrah wasn't the only one who saw Maggie. Nicolas saw her too.

he saw Maggie sitting by the bed with a faint smile. Her eyes looked hazy as she gazed at him and softly sang her favorite song from her life. "Sweet as honey, your smile is sweet as honey, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze, blooming in the

and melodious voice, along with the way she sang and carried herself, was exactly

staring at her in disbelief, and

not answer his question and

and again, flickering on and

real and unreal, yet her gentle singing

Nicolas's body was trembling.

up, but he found his body weak and powerless. His voice was so hoarse as if he had a severe cold, that

happened to

drink a small cup of calming drink and

been doing

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of wind and rain, the knocking on the window. and the thunder. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw a figure standing by the bed. Even though the figure was hazy, she

became clearer, and with a gentle, familiar voice, said,

as she choked out, "Miss, I

lightning faded, and Maggie's figure became

felt a cold hand grasping hers. The figure whispered something softly, causing

long time to flash again. When it finally did, the space in front of her was empty. The

more. But everywhere she looked, the figure had vanished like a fleeting illusion. As the daylight brightened, Farrah opened her

rushed in, asking, "Ma'am,

ghost! I saw Maggie last night! She was just standing by

"Someone must be playing tricks! You have to find her! If you can't find her, check the surveillance footage! You must find her. I'm going to kill her!" The servants looked at each other and felt that she was going

not dare to have any objections. They quickly split up and

matter how big the bedroom was, it was still limited in space. They searched through all the corners where someone could hide but they found nothing, not even a suspicious footprint or handprint. They

coming in or out of the door

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