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.

supposed to join the group in

along to go fishing. Whether they

But sleep 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 of her tent. There were bathrooms on the

217. Flight SCARE

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Ethel's tents and noticed no light inside, so she assumed they must have gone to sleep. She took a deep breath, looked in

business. When she walked out, it was even darker than she had recalled it being when she was walking in. She adjusted her mind and started walking back. As she did, she heard ghostly whispers in the dark that caused her to freeze. She looked

direction. As she ran, she heard whispers following her. But for some reason, she dared not scream. She ran a bit until she was

been

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

person.

"Lord Harry!" she cried.

voice answer. She looked up while using her lamp to shield her from anyone who was in front of her.

girl wrapped around his midsection

laughter.

he said with a slight chuckle. He noticed that someone was nearing, so he put off her lamp and grabbed her head, forcing her face against his chest to muffle her crying, before he retreated behind a tree. "Shush. We can't get caught," he whispered,

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

on?" Lydia asked

So we

of us that remained to chat into the night were caught by the lecturers and handed the toilet duties. The professors had forgotten to assign the cleaning, so it was given to us as punishment because some of us were making so much noise. No one wanted to do it, Chapter

this game." Harry

in the middle of the night so as not to clean toilets?" Lydia

am not cleaning those toilets,"

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