Chapter 131

Brandon was already a bit of a scaredy-cat, and seeing this scene made him even more terrified.

He screamed, "It's haunted! It's haunted!"

Karen's face was pale, her expression tense as she stared at Jason's photo.

"Jason, is that you? Have you come back?"

The photo of Jason, illuminated by the flickering firelight, seemed to sway back and forth, almost as if it were responding to Karen.

Seeing this, Brandon became even more frightened. He let out a shriek and hid behind Karen.

Karen, looking at Jason's photo, said, "Jason, if you have a grudge, go after the person who wronged you."

"Tell me, was it Caroline who hurt you?"

The photo, which had been swaying moments before, suddenly went still, as if the wind had died down.

Karen whispered, "So it wasn't Caroline. Then who was it that hurt you?"

"Tell me, and I'll avenge you!"

But the photo remained silent, standing there as if the earlier movement had been a coincidence.

After Karen finished her prayer, the photo didn't move again.

The two of them cleaned up the scene and left with the photo.

It was only then that Simon spoke up, "What just happened?"

I paused for a moment before saying, "Maybe Jason came back for a look."

After hanging up with Simon, it wasn't long before Brandon returned.

He looked shaken, still carrying the fright from earlier.

I glanced at him and smirked inwardly, "Where did you go? Why do you look so scared?"

Brandon shook his head, "It's nothing, just got spooked by a stray dog on the way."

"Really?"

I kept my face neutral and continued, "I had a dream earlier. Want to hear about it?"

Brandon, still rattled, replied absentmindedly, "What dream?"

I stared into his eyes and said, "I dreamt of Jason, at the beach where he died. His soul was crying in the water."

As I spoke, Brandon's face turned even paler.

"Really? Honey, don't scare me."

I smiled at him, "Of course it's true. Maybe Jason wants me to hurry up and find his killer."

Brandon nodded nervously and hurried upstairs.

Watching Brandon's terrified state, Savannah couldn't help but laugh.

"Ms. Sharp, look at him. If he hadn't done anything wrong, he wouldn't be so scared. He must have a guilty conscience."

I nodded, laughing along.

"Serves him right. He's so afraid of karma, yet he did such disgusting things. People like him are shameless."

Savannah nodded, "Exactly. He even tried to take your money. He should know his place."

Then Savannah's expression turned worried, "Ms. Sharp, now that Brandon knows about your urban renewal project in Suncrest City, do you think he might do something extreme? Money can turn people into beasts."

I shook my head, "It's fine. Brandon doesn't know the full extent of my assets, and my dad already gave me advice. I'm not afraid of him."

"Honestly, if Brandon hadn't hurt me and my child, I might have shared this wealth with him."

Savannah pursed her lips, "He'll regret it once he finds out. It just shows that even God doesn't want him to be rich."

We exchanged a look, and just then, my phone rang. It was Kelly.

She asked, "When are you coming back?"

I checked my flight details and said, "The flight is the night after tomorrow. I should land in Suncrest City the next morning."

I suddenly remembered something and added, "By the way, Mom, I'll be coming back with Brandon this time, so don't make it too obvious."

I glanced up the stairs. Brandon seemed to be in his room, not coming down, so I whispered, "Don't worry, I will definitely divorce Brandon, but he still controls a lot of my assets. I need to get those back first."

Kelly nodded, "Alright, I understand. Brett said he misses you today."

I smiled, thinking about my kids. I missed them too and wondered how many words they could say now.

"What are they up to?" I asked.

"They're all asleep. They were exhausted from playing all day," Kelly said with a laugh.

Imagining the scene made me feel incredibly happy.

"Mom, once everything here is settled, I'll come back and stay with you and the kids. We won't be apart anymore."

After hanging up, I couldn't help but smile.

Savannah looked at me and said, "It seems like Ms. Sharp only truly smiles when talking about her family."

I nodded, "Of course. Only with my mom do I feel at peace. After everything with Brandon, I trust no one else."

After saying goodnight to Savannah, we each went to our rooms.

Before bed, I decided to message Royce, just sending him my flight details.

Royce replied quickly, "Got it."

I felt a bit disappointed. I had hoped for more than just a curt response, but I reminded myself that Royce and I had no real relationship. He had no reason to care.

Putting my phone down, I prepared to sleep.

The next morning, I went downstairs to the living room.

Brandon was there, looking exhausted with dark circles under his eyes.

He looked at me and said, "Honey, how about we sleep together tonight?"

Since Brandon contracted syphilis, we had been sleeping in separate rooms.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Brandon said, "I had nightmares all night and couldn't sleep. I tried to come to your room, but the door was locked."

Ever since I found out Brandon had poisoned me, I had made it a habit to lock my door.

I replied calmly, "I must have locked it by accident. Why didn't you knock?"

"I didn't want to disturb your sleep. You're not in the best health."

"We're leaving for Suncrest City tomorrow. Let's just get through tonight without any fuss."