Chapter 747
Evan was in a foul mood, and the consequences were dire for the Bradford family. Their house was about to experience a night of tumultuous events. Allegra, was enjoying her sleep when a horrendous smell jolted her awake. Groggy and confused, she barely had her eyes open when she was met with a face full of… poop.
Yes, instead of the traditional birthday cake facial, Allegra got a fresh, steaming pile of excrement smeared all over her.
“What in the world is that smell?” Allegra’s husband, awakened by the stench, turned to see a paper plate smeared on her face and reached to remove it.
“Ugh!” he couldn’t hold back and ended up vomiting all over Allegra.
Seconds later, Allegra’s scream nearly blew the roof off!
Then there was Verity, the family’s second child, who had just dealt with a paternity scandal and had fainted from the shock. After being rushed to the hospital and narrowly saved, she woke up to more scandalous news about secret affairs and illegitimate children. She was just about to relish in the drama when she saw a head floating past her window.
“Ahh!” Verity screamed at the top of her lungs.
“What’s wrong, madam?” her confidant asked.
“Ghosts! There are ghosts!” Verity screamed, pointing towards the window.
Her confidant saw nothing but tried to comfort her, suggesting it might have been her imagination. But as he spoke, a bloody, ghastly ‘female ghost’ appeared again, only to vanish before Verity could take a good look.
The ‘ghost’ reappeared, pressing its terrifying face against the window, giving Verity a ghastly grin.
“Ahh-” Verity screamed hysterically, fainting once more.
The hospital room descended into chaos again.
Outside, Evan perched in a tree, packed up his tools, and pouted, dissatisfied.
“Boring. She fainted too soon. Can’t take a joke,” he muttered, jumping down to find a new target.
That’s when he decided on Gideon, who had been exiled from the family manor and was living in a villa by the hillside. Though not as grand as the Bradford family estate, it had its charms.
Evan pondered with White, his pet snake, about how to spice up Gideon’s life.
“Given his age, he must be craving some excitement. Let’s give him a thrill!” Evan decided, sneaking into Gideon’s villa to tamper with his wheelchair. “All set! White, go fetch him for a fun ride,” Evan said before making his escape through the window, leaving White to slither onto Gideon’s bed.
Gideon, troubled by his thoughts, had just fallen asleep when he sensed something was off. Opening his eyes, he saw White, hissing with its red tongue, eyes glowing ominously.
“Ah!” Gideon yelled, “Someone help p>
His aide rushed in, “What’s the matter, sir p>
“There’s a snake p>
“A snake? Where p>
By then, White had vanished.
The aide searched to no avail, “Sir, perhaps you were dreaming? We’ve taken measures to keep snakes away from the villa p>
But the night was far from over, and Evan’s mischief had only just begun.