Chapter 444 Overwhelming Resentment

Upon hearing Lachlan's words, Kiera was stunned for a moment, and her pretty face immediately turned red! This jerk actually said she lacked insight? "Lachlan, what do you mean?" She angrily questioned.

Erik made a sound of "hmm?" but his expression changed slightly. "Mr. Willis, you said Chloe didn't cry or make a fuss? What happened?"

Lachlan nodded and put away his teasing of Kiera.

With a serious expression he said, "The child should have been scared out of her wits at the time and had little reaction to the outside world. The impact on an immature child from this level of fright can be very frightening. I deliberately teased Chloe to help her overcome her fear. Mr. Ward, please understand that in the future you need to pay attention to her emotions and provide psychological counseling on time." Speaking, he looked at Kiera and smiled, saying, "Perhaps Miss Ward and Rowan were unconscious before, so they didn't know what that perverted old man did to Chloe. That's why they didn't realize it. But it's not their fault..."

As he finished speaking, Kiera and Rowan exchanged glances and saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

So, Lachlan had Chloe call him "Daddy" for this reason?

Yes!

Now that they thought about it, Chloe was indeed acting very unusually, just sitting quietly on the ground.

Throughout the journey, both of them were angry at Lachlan's actions, so they didn't consider this aspect.

But now, with Lachlan's hint, they instantly realized the key.

Kiera pursed her lips and, after Lachlan made fun of her and spoke up for her and Rowan, she became annoyed and said, "Hmph! You say everything!"

Rowan smiled remorsefully and said, "We misunderstood Mr. Willis..."

Erik looked at Lachlan, and the unfamiliarity in his eyes seemed to disappear, returning to the warmth it had before.

"Mr. Willis, you had good intentions. On behalf of Chloe's parents, I thank you."

"Oh, right, it's already noon and you haven't had lunch, right? It's getting late, so I'll have someone prepare it here. Will you stay and eat?"

Lachlan made a phone call to Nora, informed the little one, and agreed.

At this moment, Kiera, with a flushed face, walked up to Lachlan.

"Hey, thanks! I misunderstood you before."

The heiress of the Ward family expressed herself somewhat awkwardly.

Hearing this, Lachlan asked with interest, "How do you want to thank me?"

Kiera's tone faltered, and after biting her lip, she blurted out, "Well, maybe you could be my boyfriend again?"

"Pfft!"

Lachlan almost spit out a mouthful of blood upon hearing this and quickly waved his hand, "Forget it."

Did this girl think she liked pretending to have a boyfriend or something?

And she considered it a way to express gratitude?

But looking at the beautiful and stunning Kiera, Lachlan had to admit that this condition could be quite tempting for many men.

"Woo... woo woo..."

"Dad, you died so tragically..."

"Woo woo..."

Inside a private villa, the living room had been temporarily transformed into a shrine.

A figure was kneeling beneath the memorial tablet, continuously wailing in grief.

The black and white photo on the table showed Romeo's image.

The one grieving and crying was none other than Harlow. At this moment, her face was stained with tears, and the whole hall was filled with an atmosphere of sadness and resentment.

She didn't know how long she had been crying. Harlow wiped away her tears and looked at her father's photo, tightly clenching her hands together.

Her nails had already dug into her flesh, and blood was flowing, but she seemed oblivious to the pain.

In her eyes, a strong hatred flickered.

"Lachlan! You heartless bastard!"

"I swear that in my lifetime, I will avenge my father!"

"I will make sure you suffer worse than death! I will make you feel the pain of losing a loved one!"

"I will make you suffer a million-fold! I will make sure that one day, you die in agony."

"Bastard! Bastard!"

Harlow gritted her teeth and swore fiercely, her whole body trembling with overwhelming hatred. Her eyes looked sharp and emitted a terrifying aura of revenge.

At that moment, a wandering soul, waiting for its ultimate demise, seemed to sense something.

"Such intense... resentment!"

This lingering soul could be none other than the spirit of Heskel Ghost, who was nearly defeated by Lachlan.

After a few tremors, the lingering soul quickly drifted towards a specific direction.

Just as Harlow cursed and swore

vengeance for Romeo, she suddenly

shivered, feeling as if the

temperature in the entire hall had

dropped below freezing.

In broad daylight, a cold wind swept through the hall, causing even the light to dim.

The next second, Harlow was astonished to see a distorted apparition appearing right in front of her.

Her expression changed instantly. "A ghost? A ghost..."

However, perhaps due to her

extreme negative emotions, her fear

wasn't as intense. Harlow just stared

blankly at the ghostly figure in front of her, muttering uncertainly.

"Very good! Not only are you born in the dark year, month, and hour, a Heavenly Yin Body, but your heart is also filled with hatred and resentment!"

"Hehehehe..."

"Most importantly, the person you hate... is also my enemy!"

"Enemy! Enemy..."

"The one who made me nearly lose my soul, Ahhh..."

Heskel Ghost's lingering soul let out a twisted ghostly laugh and spoke eerily to Harlow.

Finally, it let out a mournful ghostly scream.

"And who are you?" Harlow glared at the apparition and asked coldly.

"I was the Supreme Elder of the Ghost Plaque Sect in my lifetime, but now I am just a remnant soul!"

"However, this remnant soul contains the memories of my cultivation throughout my life." owns this text.

"Not only can it make you a powerful martial artist, but it can also make you a practitioner who manipulates life and death."

"You are a Heavenly Yin Body, and practicing the 'Heavenly Ghost Decision' will yield twice the results with half the effort."

"Remember your hatred. In the future, you must make Lachlan lose his soul!"

"Definitely..."

Heskel Ghost screamed with a torn heart, and his lingering soul's apparition violently twisted and writhed before finally merging into Harlow's body. Harlow's whole body stiffened, feeling as if her mind was about to explode, as new memories flooded into her consciousness.

These memories were filled with an evil aura, but they represented tremendous power.

After an unknown period of time, Harlow's gaze finally focused again, shimmering with a sinister and vengeful light.