“Hush hush! You shouldn’t say things like that! You’re a nice person, Miss Ren. It’s not like you
offended or provoked anyone. So there’s no way you would encounter evil spirits!”
Margaret was very superstitious, quickly nagging her like how most elderly would. After that, she got
busy preparing the scented bag as promised.
Renee looked towards the mirror at her dressing table, noticing her pale complexion. Briar Desrosiers,
if you really are haunting me, I advise you to reincarnate soon, she thought as she clenched her fists.
‘You couldn’t win against me while you were alive, so don’t assume you’d ever have a chance at death
either!’
After having breakfast, Renee checked the time and noticed that she should be leaving soon. She then
got up from her seat and turned to Quinton, Margaret, and the children. “You guys take your time, I
have to head out for a bit.”
“It’s still so early in the morning. Where are you going?”
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