Grant hopped between two hospitals and got his noggin checked out thoroughly. Both results were the
same.
He was perfectly normal, there was no sign of any neurological damage that might cause
hallucinations.
This drove Grant up the wall. He nearly wrecked the office of the second neurologist.
Thank God for Logan and his two brothers, who were there to hold him back.
Useless doctors, all useless doctors!” Grant cursed as he left the hospital.
Logan glanced at the energy drink in his hand.
Then he looked at the dark circles and bags under Grant’s eyes, and his bloodshot eyes.
“You didn’t sleep last night, did you?” Logan asked.
Logan gave him the silent treatment.
Late last night.
He received a very strange video.
At first, he thought it was just a terrifying prank.
Just as he was about to close and delete it, he saw Grant lying on the ground.
Then, Grant was scared back by the ghost named Isis in the video and admitted that he had killed Isis.
Logan realized something was off.
Then he saw those tense feet, overlapping with the scenes from his memory.
‘Mom!”
Logan cried out.
Then, just like admitting to killing Isis, Grant admitted that he had poisoned his mom.
Even though Logan had already anticipated it.
But when he heard Grant admit it, it was a different feeling.
“Paige hates my guts; sending me to persuade her is like pouring gasoline on a fire,” Logan said.
‘No use!”
Grant was so angry that he stomped his feet.
So much money, all gone in three days!
Just thinking about it made him want to pull his hair out.
Just then, Grant’s eyes fell on a damp figure standing under the traffic lights across the street.
“Ah!!”
Grant screamed and quickly closed his eyes.
“What the hell are you doing?” Logan frowned, following his gaze, but saw nothing.
There’s a ghost! There’s a ghost over there!” Grant pointed to the traffic lights; a corner of his eye
tentatively glanced over again, but there was no damp figure.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Logan asked in a deep voice, “Dad, tell me now, was Aunty Peyton’s
death your doing? Ever since she left, you’ve been spiraling downward. The night I went to the hospital,
the nurses were suspecting you of being possessed!”
At the mention of being possessed.
Grant’s hair stood on end.
“Shut up!” he roared. “There are no ghosts. I got hit in the head by Bailie; I need to see a doctor!”
Logan’s brows furrowed.
For some reason, when Grant looked at Logan’s face, he saw Abigail’s shadow for a moment.
“Ah!”
Grant screamed again, then he stepped back several steps: “You’re in cahoots with them, you want to
harm me too!”
He shouted that, rushed to the side of the road, and hailed a taxi.
“Driver, do you know any effective Taoist temples? Drive me there!” Grant quickly said as he got in the
car.
He hadn’t slept for nearly three days, and he relied on energy drinks every day to keep him going.
He dared not sleep; he was afraid to enter that nightmare again.
Those women were all there; what would they do to him?
Those malicious women must hate his guts!
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