Chapter 370 Wynter’s Marvelous Foresight

The old folks were bewildered and broke out into a discussion.

“Didn’t they say the ball can’t be deflated?”

“That’s what I recall too, and it seemed pretty scary.”

“They said whoever tries to step on it will surely fall. Haven’t we been hearing noises at night? I have a feeling it was coming from the ball.”

“But there’s no one here. How could it make noises? Let’s drop it. It’ll

get dark soon. We don’t want to scare Wolf.”

Wolf looked up with an innocent look on his face, holding the ball in

his hand.

Something didn’t seem quite right to the old folks.

“I guess it’s understandable. Didn’t Wynter mention that Wolf was a ghost hunter?”

While they were talking, Margaret entered the yard with fruits and

snacks in hand, about to invite the neighbors to a game of chess.

that a once-haunted house was now bustling with a lively gathering. Wynter was even busy setting up the barbeque grill, preparing to grill

his eyes, he asked the person with him, “Did

buy a mansion. myself, but it’s just

was sold for.”

it at a loss, and he regretted

in tow, their affluence apparent at first sight.

deal and asked them, “Gentlemen, are you here searching for property? This mansion is selling at a bargain!”

sell us a haunted house,” Ronan responded while still going through the

his side. “Sir, please don’t say that. Have you seen this place? Despite the

moved in. They only claimed it’s

lower the price.”

so he knew of a few mansions

also because of the

the place when the property agent pointed it out.

place?” It coincided with the

He commented, “Sir Rathbone, your niece is amazing. She can even fix a haunted house. She would definitely

ritual? Was the

opened his m*uth as if

his

glass pavilion where sunlight streamed in.

even more bizarre. As soon as he entered, the

his shoulders felt

been following

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