Semua Bab The Heiress' Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call: Bab 731 - Bab 740

"What's he saying?""As if I know what he's talking about."The passengers craned their necks to look at Dean. Soon after, another man on the train put his arm around Dean's shoulders. "We're from the same hometown. He's saying weird things because he's drunk."Bart Taggart punched Dean in the abdomen. He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?""Bart, I—" Dean was just about to say something when he saw a pale-faced baby on Bart's shoulder, staring at him creepily.That baby was one of those he'd trafficked.Dean was so scared that he collapsed on his seat, muttering, "This place is haunted, Bart, it's haunted! Those little ghosts are coming for us!"Ghosts?Almost all the passengers in the carriage woke up, and pandemonium ensued.Marna and the other women with babies looked at Dean. Bart slapped a bracelet on the table with a ferocious glare. "He's gotten so drunk that he's rambling."That bracelet was a rare one. It was a thread of sandalwood beads with a special fr

"Yeah, that was weird as hell. He was saying something about how the hospital sold them, not him, and that they shouldn't come to him. What did this hospital sell?""Sounds dangerous. It's probably some shady hospital."Carriage 6 was instantly filled with a cacophony as everyone discussed what had happened. Under such circumstances, it was normal for people to develop curiosity about current events. However, some of the passengers didn't join the conversation; they were watching where Dean was taken away to, as if waiting for an opportunity to strike. Luckily, the train stopped temporarily, giving them time to devise a plan again. Pandemonium hadn't ensued because they were exposed but because Dean had suddenly spiraled into madness. Under such special circumstances, the last thing they wanted was for their plan to unravel halfway.Meticulous preparation was necessary prior to delivering a batch of goods. Not only did they have to bribe various authorities, but they also had to

Even the members of the organization thought Bart was the leader. They didn't know Marna's true identity. She'd thought that she could escape from this unscathed. Even if she was arrested, she had prepared an excuse—she'd claim that she was doing this under coercion. However, this wouldn't happen, not when Aria was here. She was skilled in analyzing the logic behind people's actions as well as mental profiling, and she'd noticed, way earlier on, that Bart would look at Marna first whenever he spoke.Marna looked like a woman holding a baby, someone even Bart could be aggressive toward. However, that was only the surface. She had remained calm since the arrest started, and unlike everyone else involved, she was yet to be haunted by vengeful spirits.Like Bart, she carried an item that repelled vengeful spirits, which was why they dared not approach her. Aria yanked on the length of red string around Marna's neck, and the older woman suddenly turned pale. In front of her stood a

Lucas' life took an unexpected turn when he met Aria, though Lily, confident in her knowledge, remained blissfully unaware.When Aria called, Lucas was packing up at the office, preparing to leave with one last glance around. Outside his door stood his secretary, Micah Wattiby, holding his phone.Micah knew Lucas had been inundated with requests for favors since his recent promotion. With more people seeking his attention, Micah hoped to leverage this moment to secure a position alongside Lucas in Janovin, which would greatly advance his career.Eager to discuss this with Lucas, Micah struggled to conceal his ambitions as he answered the call. "Mr. Murray is in a meeting and cannot take your call. Please leave a message, and I will relay it," he said curtly.Aria raised an eyebrow, curious if Lucas had replaced his secretary. "Can you tell me when the meeting ends?""I can't do that," Micah replied, frowning. Who did she think she was?Noting his attitude, Aria smirked. "Does Mr.

"Huh?" The person on the other end of the line made a double-take, unable to believe Aria was going through with the delivery. But that was precisely Aria's intent as she handed Marna back her phone."Based on what you just said, the recipient will contact you," Aria replied dismissively. "As someone in this profession, you should know when to expect his call. I noticed you've deleted all your recent calls. How often do you contact him?"Marna hadn't expected that question. "They call us every three hours." She glanced at Bart. "If they can't get ahold of Bart, they'll contact me."As if on cue, Bart's phone began to ring. Marna's face drained of color.Aria raised an eyebrow. "Answer it and say something came up. Mention that someone encountered a few ghosts in their dreams, but it won't affect the delivery."Marna wanted to refuse, but fear held her back. She knew that the ghost children would come after her if Aria left. So, she reluctantly took the call.An annoyed voice