Chapter 9
“Shut up!” Freda gritted her teeth. “He’s dead. Who are you trying to scare here?!” Crystal didn’t dare to lie. “I didn’t want to scare anybody… He did bring me here.”
The old woman beside Freda said, “Madam, don’t be angry. I don’t think she’s lying. She’s unfamiliar with this place. How could she find this room on her own?”
Freda thought it made sense. “Alright, then I’ll ask you, if you insist that Harold brought you here, then where is he?”
Crystal was a little embarrassed. “He left after taking me here last night. He probably can’t be around during the day.”
He wasn’t around during the day and only came out at nighttime. Didn’t that mean he was a ghost? Did the new bride really meet the ghost of Master White?!
The staff began to whisper to each other.
“I heard that only those who died unjustly will become ghosts. Did Master White die with a grievance?”
“It’s possible…”
Freda was flustered, but she didn’t show it on her face. She scolded, “Don’t think you can escape from the punishment just because you can talk nonsense. I’m telling you, I won’t be soft-hearted!” Crystal really wanted to cry. Why did this madam want to hit her so much? Wasn’t she afraid of Master White?
“Wait a minute. I’m Master White’s wife. If you hit me, he’ll find you tonight to settle the account!” Freda almost dropped the ruler in her hand. She pretended to be calm, “I’m his aunt. Who dares to cause me trouble? You guys, hold her tight. Without my permission, you’re not allowed to let her go!” “Hold on!”
When the stick was about to hit her, a man’s voice came from the door.
Crystal looked at Luke as if looking her savior.
“Madam,” Luke greeted Freda coldly.
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