Chapter 4

“I can’t let others know that I’m not dead.”

“Hmm…” Crystal thought for a moment. “But why did you bring me in here?”

Harold tutted. “It just came handy.”

Crystal wiggled her body. “Can we go out now…”

Harold pushed open the lid of the casket. He jumped out agilely with the support of only one hand. Crystal’s forehead was covered in sweat. She was so afraid of height and could only seek Harold’s help. “Master White… It’s too high. I’m scared.”

Harold rested his elbow on the side of the casket, looking nonchalant. “What does it have to do with

me?”

Crystal’s eyes sparkled with tears. “But… you brought me in…”

The man remained unmoved. “Oh, I did that, so what?”

without any bit of strength, “Too much!” It was the first time Harold saw someone dare to get mad at him. Perhaps this little bumpkin had been living in the countryside for a long time she didn’t know what

at her with

Crystal immediately perked up.

man chuckled. “What did you call

that something was

raised an eyebrow. “You’re my wife. You

was inexperienced enough to ask, “What should

the flickering candlelight.

to

turned red

suddenly walked out from the shadows. It was Harold’s assistant, Luke Jones. “Everyone says

time to attend my own funeral and experience the

still sitting in the casket and contemplating, then

he would leave her alone in

fell to the

Did he hear wrongly?

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