"Argh!!! This place is haunted!!!"

Horrified, Dani clung to Mr. Creston, eager to earn his comfort.

Contrary to her expectations, Mr. Creston was much more knowledgeable and pushed her away, growling, "There's no such thing as haunting, only reckless brats. So tell me, who are you, boy?"

Frank smirked. "I'm surprised you're that knowledgeable. But to be honest, who I am doesn't matter what matters is that you're a subhuman piece of shit!"

Then, as Mr. Creston and Dani looked on, the box of ashes vanished.

While Dani screamed again, Mr. Creston was ready to call for help when he felt someone seizing his throat, and he could not make a sound.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you I'll just make sure your reputation would go up in smoke before you go to jail. That's the best either of you could hope for."

As Frank's voice became distant, Mr. Creston could move again and promptly slapped Dani across the face.

get upset from that. In fact, she hung her head in silence,

money but nothing else going for

Creston shrieked, "So how did he get help from someone so

Frank had the ability to turn things

only shake her head. "I-I don't know! The only person who could be a threat is this

they went out of touch, and I've also met

such humiliation... But since

whipped out his phone and made a

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Frank was back at the mansion and told Drunken Moon what happened, to which she giggled. "People

smiled but said nothing, just as Drunken Moon remembered about the urn

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