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Chapter 907

Trevor eyed Elton warily and frowned. "I wonder what Mr. Reynolds has in mind to change my uncle's decision?"

"Possession," Elton said in a raspy voice.

What? Trevor was startled initially, then skeptically frowned. "Mr. Reynolds, what era do you think we live in? Those old superstitions... They're not very credible."

Elton gave Trevor a cold smile, then stretched out a thin finger and lightly touched Trevor's forehead.

Trevor suddenly felt darkness engulf his vision, and everything around him turned into nothingness in a blink.

He felt as though he was trapped in a pitch-black space surrounded by countless orbs of demonic fire forming a giant face–Elton's face.

Elton's voice made Trevor feel a chill down his spine.

Were there really souls and spirits in the world? Were all those legends he'd heard actually true?

At this moment, a deep fear took root in Trevor's heart. He yelled loudly at the ghostly face, "Let me out… I can give you money, and I have a lot of money. Just help
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