Chapter 139 - Chapter 139: who’s Afraid?
Chapter 139: who’s Afraid?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
At this point, Victor looked around and lowered his voice. “Before the murderer was caught, the police discovered that the murderer had died tragically in the printing factory. I heard that it was Old Master Glen who got someone to torture the murderer to death… However, this matter was done very secretly. Perhaps the police were soft-hearted. In short, the case ended just like that. Because they couldn’t find any concrete evidence, Old Master Glen was fine. However, the old couple was also very pitiful. They had been guarding this villa that had the aura of their daughter. They wanted to find their daughter’s corpse, but they couldn’t find it no matter what. In the end, the old lady couldn’t hold on anymore and passed away first.” Hence, there was only Old Master Glen in this villa.
At the thought of this, Victor felt his hair stand on end. It was clearly broad daylight, but he felt a chill run down his spine.
George asked, “Old Master Glen didn’t interrogate the murderer about the whereabouts of his daughter’s corpse?
Victor shook his head. “He definitely did, but we don’t know why he didn’t get anything out of her.”
Elmer stood beside Amelia and looked at the villa in front of him. “If I’m not wrong, this should be the home of Ella Green’s good friend.” What a coincidence. It was so coincidental that it seemed like someone had deliberately planned it.
Amelia tiptoed and said anxiously, “Eldest Uncle, I want to go in. Can I knock on the door?”
George asked his assistant, Erik, to ring the doorbell. As he bent down and picked Amelia up, Victor said hesitantly, “Miss Mia, do you know this family?” To be honest, he didn’t really want to go in. He had wanted to sell his villa previously, but a fortune-teller said that his villa was a treasure land. As long as he stayed there, he could successfully make a fortune, so he didn’t move away! However, it was impossible for him to enter the Glen family’s house! He would be traumatized!
However, at this moment, Amelia said to him, “Uncle Duncan, your mother is inside.”
Victor was stunned. “What?”
Amelia gestured. “That old Grandma’s face looks very similar to yours. They’re both very special and amazing.”
When Victor heard this description, he was almost certain that what Amelia saw was really his mother! He immediately said, “Let’s go in now.”
Amelia glanced at Victor, who quickly went forward and knocked on the door. “Uncle Glen, it’s me, Little Duncan from across. Open the door.”
Erik had already pressed the doorbell before Victor, but no one answered. As Victor knocked on the door, he turned around and explained to Amelia and the others, “Uncle Glen doesn’t like to be disturbed, especially after Old Madam
Glen passed away. He almost never comes out.”
After a long time, a weak voice came from the video call. “What’s the matter?”
Victor said, “Uncle Glen, we…” He paused and turned to look at Amelia. He suddenly did not know why they were visiting. He could not tell Uncle Glen that his old mother was at your house, right?
At this moment, Amelia lay in front of the video call and said, “Grandpa Glen, I know where sister’s corpse is.”
The video doorbell was cut off with a bang. After a while, the door opened with a soft sound.
“Come in.” Grandpa Glen’s voice was still weak, but if one listened carefully, they could hear a hint of excitement.
The group of them stepped into the villa. William gulped and looked at George’s trousers. This was his last bit of stubbornness.
The door was about to close. Amelia looked at the second floor again. Above the villa’s entrance was the balcony on the second floor. At this moment, the old lady was hanging on the railing. William, who was constantly paying attention to Amelia, had already guessed what Amelia was looking at.
However, when he looked up, he only saw the empty balcony. At this moment, William felt that it was scarier to not see it than to see it! His small hand could not help but clench George’s suit pants.
George looked down at William. “What are you afraid of?” Even though he was facing his son, Georges voice was still cold and not very gentle.
William stubbornly turned his head. “I’m not afraid. Who’s afraid?!” Although he said that, he tightened his grip on George’s suit pants. George was speechless and reached out to hold William’s hand.
The group of them finally entered the house. As soon as they stepped in, a rotten smell assaulted their faces, mixed with the unique smell of old people and an indescribable smell.
A voice came from upstairs. “Come on up. I’m on the second floor.”
William was shocked. Amelia had already taken the lead and stepped onto the stairs. She did not forget to hold William’s hand. “Brother, let’s go upstairs..”