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.
It was quite unusual that a once-haunted house was now bustling with a lively gathering. Wynter was even busy setting up the barbeque grill, preparing to grill a rack of lamb,
A passing property agent was baffled by this scene. Rubbing his eyes, he asked the person with him, “Did nothing happen here?”
“Nope. They’re doing good. It’s making me want to buy a mansion. myself, but it’s just too expensive. I wonder how much this mansion
was sold for.”
How much? Well, the property agent had sold it at a loss, and he regretted it deeply.
Right then, Ronan approached with Logan and Austin in tow, their affluence apparent at first sight.
The property agent thought of squeezing in another deal and asked them, “Gentlemen, are you here searching for property? This mansion is selling at a bargain!”
“A bargain? I think you’re just trying to sell us a haunted house,” Ronan responded while still going through the address in his hand.
The property agent gestured to his side. “Sir, please don’t say that. Have you seen this place? Despite the rumors in the neighborhood, does it look like a haunted house to you?
“People have moved in. They only claimed it’s a haunted house to
lower the price.”
Ronan was a long-time Kingbourne resident, so he knew of a few mansions that were off-limits not only because of their bad energy
but also because of the presence of ghosts.
Ronan recognized the place when the property agent pointed it out.
“This place?” It coincided with the location he had been given.
Logan was smart when he needed to be. He commented, “Sir Rathbone, your niece is amazing. She can even fix a haunted house. She would definitely be able to guide us through a cleansing ritual!”
A cleansing ritual? Was the previous owner a medium?
The property agent opened his m*uth as if to speak and glanced
toward the mansion. Originally intending to deceive Ronan and his group, he inexplicably shivered and left in a hurry.
The mansion’s courtyard was well-designed and brimming with energy. There was even a glass pavilion where sunlight streamed in. It looked nothing like a haunted house.
Austin’s reaction was even more bizarre. As soon as he entered, the
chills he felt disappeared, and his shoulders felt lighter. It was as if
whatever had been following him had vanished.
Austin’s eyelids grew heavy, and he yawned. Excitedly, he grabbed Logan, exclaiming, “Logan, it really works!”
Logan was puzzled. “Nothing has been done yet. What works?”
“I just love it here. I want to stay here. It feels safe!” Austin couldn’t
explain it, but he truly felt peaceful inside. How could he not?
Meanwhile, Wolf was still playing with the deflated ball. When he saw
Logan and Austin, his eyes narrowed and shone with an extremely
dark gleam.
He then ran over to Wynter and tugged at her shirt, signing excitedly,”
The scions are here! I like that man’s scent very much!”
Getting Wolf’s interest wasn’t a good thing.
Wynter raised an eyebrow and looked toward where Wolf was
pointing, her gaze landing on Austin.
That man… didn’t have much time left to live.
