The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love novel Chapter 1055

Chapter 1055 

Grant was getting more and more antsy 

He had carefully reviewed his investment journey. Then he saw all the problems! 

Damn that Bailie Grant realized he had been played by Bailie from the start! 

He was feeling super anxious. 

There was a long queue for the hospital elevator. 

He was too anxious to wait, so he decided to take the stairs. 

But as he opened the stairwell door, he suddenly felt nothing under his foot. Before he could even react, he blacked out. 

When he woke up again, he heard the sound of dripping water even before he opened his eyes. 

Grant strained to open his eyes; everything around him was spinning. It seemed like it was almost dark; the surroundings were dim. 

His gaze finally landed on a long laundry basin. 

A laundry basin? This was something he had seen only in school; it had been a long time since he had seen one. 

The sound of dripping water he had heard just now. 

There was the sound of dripping water; it was because a pipe next to the laundry basin was dripping. 

Grant felt this scene was somewhat familiar. 

Then a silhouette appeared in his vision. 

A trail girl with long hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a faded sweater and long pants, was washing clothes. This scene seemed familiar. 

“Grant, you’re here?” Then, that familiar voice suddenly rang out, “Great timing; I’ve washed your clothes; you can take them and hang them up later.” “Isis!” 

Grant exclaimed, scrambling backwards. 

“Grant, what’s wrong?” 

The person washing clothes slowly turned around; in the dim light, her face was ashen. 

Just like how she looked when she was found laying there. 

Her bangs were still dripping. 

“Don’t come any closer!!” Grant screamed. 

“Why?” She stood there, stiffly turning her head and staring at him, tears of blood starting to flow from her eyes. 

Grant: “Ahhhhh!” 

His screech almost tore the gray sky apart: “You’re dead. The dead shouldn’t bother the living! Stay away! Get lost!” 

“I’m dead?” “Isis Judd” looked at Grant, dragging her heavy steps and stiffly moving towards him. “Yeah… I remember now; you killed me…” 

“You forced me to do it!!” Grant was hoarse: “If it wasn’t for you insisting on reporting that the paper was written by you, I wouldn’t have done that! I must go to school; it’s my only way out!!” 

“You betrayed me!!” Isis screamed. 

This was no joke. 

Grant felt like his eardrums were about to burst. 

“I saw it, you violated Abigail!!!”