Upon hearing this sentence.
Gary Davis's pupils nearly dilated; he stared intently at the young man in a suit in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
A slender figure from years ago seemed to slowly overlap with the back of this young man.
Getting more and more familiar.
His body was almost trembling.
Unsure if it was anger or astonishment.
Five years ago!
Mistwood Manor!
That night, he would never forget.
That night, he watched his brother die right in front of him.
That night also witnessed the Johnson Family disappear overnight!
Since then, he gained everything he had schemed for.
He felt the thrill brought by power and money.
Yet even so, in the quiet of night, he would always be awakened by nightmares!
In the dreams, he saw the family of three reaching towards him to claim his life!
He didn't believe in evil nor in the existence of ghosts.
But at this moment, the ghost in his dreams had truly arrived!
