Chapter 192

"I called her family. Her brother and sister-in-law have taken her back home to recover," Joyce said.

"This all happened because of William, so we won't turn a blind eye. We've arranged to send 20 thousand dollars to her family every month. Once her and William's emotions are stabilized, we'll figure out the next steps." As they spoke, a maid's shrill scream came from upstairs.

"William!" Joyce stood reflexively and rushed upstairs.

Without much thought, Tiffany followed her up to the second floor.

Just as they reached William's room, they found a maid collapsed on the floor.

The door was wide open, and she stared inside, horror-struck.

Joyce walked over. "What's going on?"

The maid seemed too shaken to react, frozen in that pose.

Ignoring her, Joyce charged right into the room.

A step behind, Tiffany reached the doorway just as Joyce's piercing cry rang out. "William, my son!"

bedroom window was open,

it. His body swayed thinly like a scrap of paper with feet dangling in the

at the commotion. It took great effort to get William down from the

revived him, his face mottled from the

foolish child, what am I supposed to do if

blankly at the ceiling. They

William might have fallen ill because he was responsible for

the situation was far graver than Joyce described. She watched as William appeared to have lost his will to live, intent on

a moment late, he would likely

He was not the victim in

young man reduced to this ghostly

out to him

revived a soulless, walking corpse. William's spirit had already hanged

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pleaded. William's glazed

no longer

this all happened

do it, why can't you bear the consequences? And if you can't bear

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