The Fortune-Telling Heiress novel Chapter 398

The viewers were all comforting BeefyBite.

She said with a bitter smile, "I really don't have depression, and I'm not crazy! I can feel it inside; I genuinely feel happy. I live a very happy life. My parents treat me exceptionally well, and my husband is very good to me. How could I possibly be depressed?"

She kept defending herself, but the more she insisted, the more the viewers felt she was in denial about her depression. It was the kind where the depressed person refused to accept reality.

"Ms. Locke, do you think I have depression too?" BeefyBite looked at Madison, seeking an answer from her.

Madison replied, "No."

BeefyBite was shocked.

In recent days, her family and friends had all said she was depressed, urging her to take medication and consider hospitalization. Even the viewers in the livestream were suggesting the same.

But Madison was the first to say she wasn't depressed.

Her face immediately brightened up with a smile. "I feel the same way! Ms. Locke, do you know what's really going on with me?"

Madison answered, "A ghost is haunting you."

Everyone was shocked!

"What! How did it turn so suddenly? Are we about to dive into a horror story?"

"Wait! Wasn't it depression? How did it turn into being haunted by a ghost?"

"Even though Ms. Locke hasn't said anything yet, I'm already starting to feel scared!"

"Ms. Locke, please don't frighten us!"

"Aren't we supposed to be worried about BeefyBite instead?"

BeefyBite was genuinely scared. Her face lost all color, and her hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

"Ms. Locke, you're not joking with me, are you? Is this for real?"

"How can you let an ordinary person face an evil spirit alone? Are you even a cultivator?"

"If something happens to her, you'll be burdened with karma! Stop her!"

"She can't go in! She can't go in! That's a vengeful spirit!"

"She's already filled with ghostly energy. Going in would be like walking to her death! How did you even become a cultivator!"

These comments were drowned in the sea of livestream messages but persisted, popping up relentlessly.

Madison glanced at these comments, then raised her gaze to BeefyBite. "Go in. Don't be afraid."

BeefyBite swallowed hard, holding her phone as she walked to the bedroom door.

The bedroom, usually enticing to her, now felt daunting. It made her hesitate to step any closer.