The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 217

Chapter 217: Night SCARE

"So that the mold grooving on their bodies from sitting too long will be dispersed by the wind," Lydia answered again. "So, they tagged along as a vacation," Ethel said.

"Given that some of them have already sworn their allegiance to the mold, it might as well be

a punishment," Lydia answered, and three of them turned around to notice the graduate students were staring at them.

"Child, is this how we taught you to talk?" Cindy asked, and Lydia rolled her eyes.

"Forgive the child; her mouth is legendary for catastrophe," Ethel said, pushing Lydia back to making her tents.

"Your graduate class does not know Lydia; you will soon get used to her," one of their

coursemates said.

"She rarely talks, but when she does..." another said and trailed off.

"It's fine; you will get used to it. It is only for a few days, after all," a professor said, only to pause. "But now that I think about it, the engineering workshop course that joined last year is still recovering from her mouth," he seemed to mutter, but was still heard, before instructing them to continue with their task.

They all thought that the graduate class was angry, but they were actually taken aback instead. To them, she had not really said anything poisonous.

But the more people talked, the more they wondered if she had spared them.

"Sister-in-law is legendary, I see." Ethan commented, but Harry's eyes only followed Lydia a bit before looking away.

not supposed to join the group in the

who dragged him along to go fishing. Whether they had returned with much

still deluded her. She ate some snacks in her tent and continued watching her drama. There was barely any signal in the woods, so she was quite happy that she had downloaded the episodes while on the bus. After a few drinks, she felt pressed deep into the night. She took off her earpiece, and the silence of the night descended on her. She took out a lamp and carefully came out

217. Flight SCARE

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no light inside, so she assumed they must have gone to sleep. She took a deep breath, looked in the direction of the toilets, and started walking

adjusted her mind and started walking back. As she did, she heard ghostly whispers in

reason, she dared not scream. She ran a bit until she was tired and had to stop. At this point, she

it might not have been a ghost.

way, Lord Harry, lead the way," she chanted and broke into a run. She ran while swinging her lamp around, barely able to see ahead of her. Soon,

person.

"Lord Harry!" she cried.

she heard a familiar voice answer. She looked up while using her lamp to shield her from anyone who was in front of her. When she looked up, she saw

at the girl wrapped around his midsection

laughter.

face against his chest to muffle her crying, before he retreated behind a tree. "Shush. We can't get caught," he whispered, and her crying seized. They were

She followed him silently until they were in a dense cluster of trees. They took

on?" Lydia asked in

So we

handed the toilet duties. The professors had forgotten to assign the cleaning, so it was given to us

this game." Harry

children, playing ghosts in the middle of

cleaning

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