The Fortune-Telling Heiress
Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Lucian curled up into a ball and raised his hands in surrender.

"Wanda, no-Ms. Watson! I'm sorry! I messed up! just let me go!"

Wanda scoffed at him. "Now, you're sorry? You didn't think about that when you were scaring me in the middle of the night, did you? Or when you tried to drag me away? You're truly unrepentant!" With that, Wanda swung the baseball bat down once more.

Since he was a ghost, no blood spilled, so it wasn't a gruesome scene.

After letting out her frustration, Wanda rested a hand on the bat and tapped her foot against the floor. "So, are you going to come back again?"

"Never again, I swear!"

Lucian wanted nothing more than to sink into the ground and beg Wanda for mercy.

How had he never seen this side of her? She was nothing like the gentle woman he remembered.

Wanda looked down at him with disdain. She opened the bathroom door and sneered, "Get lost! If I see you again, I'll make you disappear for good!" Lucian lay there, staring at her in terror.

He wondered if the ruthless woman in front of him was the Wanda he once knew.

As Wanda lifted her foot to kick him, Lucian shot off like a bolt of lightning, disappearing without a trace.

"Trash!" Wanda scolded. With a satisfied grin, she turned back to the bathroom, grabbed the baseball bat, and carried it to her bedroom before settling in for the night.

Five days later, Wanda arrived at Madison's house, dragging her suitcases behind her

She knocked on the door, which creaked open slowly, but no one was there to greet her.

Wanda glanced around anxiously as a chill crept up her spine.

She pushed her suitcases inside and walked past a beautifully painted wall. There, she spotted Madison sitting cross-legged under the eaves, deep in meditation. "Ms. Locke, I'm here!"

Wanda stood there, feeling a mix of fear and admiration as she watched Madison.

Madison continued to sit cross-legged, and her expression remained unchanged.

Wanda blinked and began to explain, "I said I'd report to you as soon as possible, but Lucian... After I beat him once, he didn't give up- and came back the very next night. It wasn't until I beat him up again the night before last that he finally swore he wouldn't bother me anymore."

She had thought that after getting hit once, Lucian would stay away. Yet, he remained the scoundrel he was and continued pestering her even in death. He had come back to harass her several nights in a row.

Thankfully, she had the talisman from Madison. Otherwise, she wouldn't have known how to deal with that relentless man.

"Ms. Locke, I'm really sorry for not arriving on time. I-"

"Madison doesn't like to be disturbed during her morning meditation." A voice suddenly sounded beside her.

Wanda instinctively replied, "Oh, really? Then, I won't bother you, Ms. Locke! I'll just put my suitcases away."

Madison had already arranged a guest room for her. As Wanda carried her suitcases along, she suddenly stopped and looked around. There was no one around, and it was eerily quiet. "There's no need to look around. You won't see us right now. Once Madison wakes up, she can help you with that!"

Wanda was taken aback. The voice seemed to be right next to her, but when she looked in the direction, she saw nothing. After dealing with Lucian these past few days, she had built up her resilience. "Oh, thank you."

Chapter 130

""You're welcome."

Wanda broke out in a cold sweat as she continued upstairs with her suitcases.

Behind her, a conversation between two voices floated through the air.

"Did we scare that lady?"

"Probably a little! Living people are afraid of the dead."

"Actually, we dead people are pretty scared of the living too."

"Stop talking. She seems to have heard us.

Wanda fell silent