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Chapter 1055

Grant was getting more and more antsy

He had carefully reviewed his investment journey. Then he saw all the problems!

Damn that Bailie Grant realized he had been played by Bailie from the start!

He was feeling super anxious.

There was a long queue for the hospital elevator.

He was too anxious to wait, so he decided to take the stairs.

But as he opened the stairwell door, he suddenly felt nothing under his foot. Before he could even react, he blacked

out.

When he woke up again, he heard the sound of dripping water even before he opened his eyes.

Grant strained to open his eyes; everything around him was spinning. It seemed like it was almost dark; the

surroundings were dim.

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His gaze finally landed on a long laundry basin.

A laundry basin? This was something he had seen only in school; it had been a long time since he had seen one.

The sound of dripping water he had heard just now.

There was the sound of dripping water; it was because a pipe next to the laundry basin was dripping.

Grant felt this scene was somewhat familiar.

Then a silhouette appeared in his vision.

A trail girl with long hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a faded sweater and long pants, was washing clothes.

This scene seemed familiar.

“Grant, you’re here?” Then, that familiar voice suddenly rang out, “Great timing; I’ve washed your clothes; you can

take them and hang them up later.” “Isis!”

Grant exclaimed, scrambling backwards.

“Grant, what’s wrong?”

The person washing clothes slowly turned around; in the dim light, her face was ashen.

Just like how she looked when she was found laying there.

Her bangs were still dripping.

“Don’t come any closer!!” Grant screamed.

“Why?” She stood there, stiffly turning her head and staring at him, tears of blood starting to flow from her eyes.

Grant: “Ahhhhh!”

His screech almost tore the gray sky apart: “You’re dead. The dead shouldn’t bother the living! Stay away! Get

lost!”

“I’m dead?” “Isis Judd” looked at Grant, dragging her heavy steps and stiffly moving towards him. “Yeah… I

remember now; you killed me…”

“You forced me to do it!!” Grant was hoarse: “If it wasn’t for you insisting on reporting that the paper was written by

you, I wouldn’t have done that! I must go to school; it’s my only way out!!”

“You betrayed me!!” Isis screamed.

This was no joke.

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Grant felt like his eardrums were about to burst.

“I saw it, you violated Abigail!!!”

“No!” Grant waved his arms, trying to keep Isis away.

Grant kept backing away until he suddenly bumped into something. That thing was pushed away a bit. Then it hit his

shoulder again.

Grant felt his scalp tingle, then quickly moved a few steps to the side.

He looked up, only to see Abigail, wearing the pajamas she had on when she died. Her hair was hanging messily,

her toes were off the ground, and her calves and feet were all bloodless.

“AHHH!!!”

Grant was terrified. He had personally cremated Abigail!

She had it coming! He had treated her so well, but she was hell–bent on eloping with Tina Draper!

She didn’t even want their baby!

If she was so determined, then let her die!!

Only the dead were the most loyal; the dead wouldn’t betray!