Semua Bab The Heiress' Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call: Bab 401 - Bab 410

Aria subconsciously checked her phone. It was exactly 9:00 pm. Earthbound spirits shouldn't appear at this hour.Narrowing her eyes, Aria looked out the window. Then, she spoke calmly. "You should get used to it and evolve your mindset to adapt."Philip was rendered speechless. Why was she telling him to evolve his mindset?Landon took a sip of his coffee and raised an eyebrow. "What are you trying to get him to evolve to?""His constitution makes him a good fit to become a psychopomp." Aria explained to a confused Philip, "They're what movies call grim reapers. You guide people to their rightful place in the afterlife, and you get paid by the Netherrealm. Understand?" Philip's face turned pale. "I understand, but I don't think I'm cut out for that career. I don't have the guts, and it sounds dangerous.""True. I heard it's easy to get your soul sucked out if you're not careful," Aria replied seriously. "Though, I haven't actually seen a grim reaper."Philip was stunned. How co

The delivery man wanted to escape, but Aria cornered him by the hotel room window. Upon seeing that, he stammered, affecting a pathetic tone, "Please, miss, I'm just here for a delivery. I wouldn't hurt a fly."Aria narrowed her eyes and took a step closer. "Really?" she said, her voice cool. "The first thing a supernatural phenomenon disrupts is communication."She pulled out her phone and opened a web page. "This app isn't one I use often," she explained, "but the moment I clicked on it, the homepage refreshed automatically to a news article from seven years ago.""It tells the story of a young woman who often complained about a delivery man, eventually causing him to break down and push her. This accident turned into an irreversible tragedy. When the incident was exposed, the delivery man's background ignited pity from others."He had some mental health issues. Moreover, the young woman lived in a luxurious residential area and often fought with others. Her neighbors noted tha

Suddenly, Aria smiled at the delivery man. "Did you think I read that message for no reason?"Upon hearing this, the delivery man froze. He seemed to have realized something and frantically tried to back away.She didn't give him the chance to retreat. "No spirits trapped in the Earthbound Manifestation would dare speak of the conjurer. Angering them has unimaginable repercussions. But your behavior suggests you're not afraid. You know the conjurer won't appear while you're here."You murdered someone and got away with it. The young woman who died was discussed for a long time, and you used your story to gain sympathy. The Earthbound Manifestation can trap many spirits, not just the dead but also living souls, and even wrongly killed animals. Some individuals with strong fixations get lured inside, unable to escape."Every time you bring meals and insist on entering the door, it's not your fixation but the conjurer's. The conjurer is reminding everyone who enters the manifestation'

Aria clearly didn't want to take Landon along.Upon seeing this, Landon raised an eyebrow and looked at Philip. "Mr. Wagner, do you want to go for a walk?""No!" Philip quickly shook his head. "Mr. York, let's listen to Aria and watch over Mrs. Carver. It's too chaotic outside!"Landon twirled the rosary bracelet on his wrist. He didn't say a word. It was hard to make out his expression as he stood in the dark.Compared to Philip, he had many questions in his mind.For example, he wondered why the delivery man seemed to recognize him.The night outside grew darker.Countless earthbound spirits fought to escape.The good ones were trampled underfoot by the malicious ones, and a large group had already ripped open a passage to reality.At this moment, Sam appeared. He swallowed large swaths of black mist to block the exit and keep them from getting out.All evil spirits rose to the surface, leaving the subterranean vacant but for a sacrificial altar.The word "altar" felt like

A lone candle jar on the east side of Daemon Grimlock's study exploded.His face contorted in shock, a stark contrast to his previous composure while studying the fortune. He stared at the shattered glass in disbelief. A violent cough erupted from his lungs, expelling blood as his blood pressure spiked.The commotion alerted the secretary outside, who attempted to enter. "Mr. Grimlock?""It's nothing!" Grasping his cane for support, Daemon clutched another candle jar tightly. His voice, aged by a decade in a mere moment, rasped, "Send someone to check on Owen. I need to know what he's doing right now.""Yes, sir!" The secretary promptly complied.A sinister glint flickered in Daemon's eyes.He struggled to understand what was happening. The Carver family's fortune, which he had painstakingly amassed, was inexplicably slipping away, trickling back to its rightful owners."Wait," he croaked, halting the secretary. "Ask Blake if Owen still trusts him implicitly, like before."Daem