The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 118

Mrs. Austin was utterly baffled by Garcia’s outburst. She frowned in frustration and said anxiously, “Garcia, what on earth are you talking about? Babies? Murder? None of this makes any sense!”

But Garcia was far beyond listening to reason. Panic had completely overtaken her. She scrambled out of bed, desperate to escape, yelling as she ran, “Ma’am, I want to go home! This place is haunted—something’s here, it’s terrifying!”

Mrs. Austin hurried after her, trying to grab Garcia’s arm. “Garcia, calm down! Don’t run—there are no such things as ghosts here!”

But Garcia was in a full-blown panic, yanking her arm free from Mrs. Austin’s grasp and making a mad dash for the door.

At that moment, to Garcia, Mrs. Austin seemed every bit as frightening as a ghost herself.

Mrs. Austin had barely finished insisting, “There are no ghosts,” when, as if on cue, something happened that instantly put her words to shame.

A pale, white figure suddenly drifted through the hallway, trailing a chill in the air and a faint, mournful wailing.

Mrs. Austin’s eyes went wide, terror spreading across her face like a shadow.

Garcia let out a shriek that could have blown the roof off. “A ghost! A g-ghost!” she screamed.

Mrs. Austin had gone deathly pale herself, but tried to keep up a brave front. “Don’t be afraid, it’s just someone playing a prank,” she said, voice trembling.

But her legs wouldn’t stop shaking, and she couldn’t tear her gaze from that dreadful apparition.

The “ghost” began to glide towards them, the cold wind swirling around. Mrs. Austin’s heart pounded in her chest, sweat beading on her brow.

“Stay back! Don’t come any closer!” Mrs. Austin shouted, her voice cracking, but it did nothing to ward off her fear.

Garcia had completely broken down, collapsing onto the floor, sobbing and trembling uncontrollably.

Not far away, in another car, four little troublemakers sat watching Garcia’s frantic escape, their eyes glued to the retreating car.

Ethan couldn’t hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

Noah calmly took the remote control out of Ethan’s hand and said, “Alright, that’s enough fun. Time to go home.”

Ethan pumped his tiny fist. “Ha! Let’s see if she ever dares to come back!”

Aiden grinned from ear to ear. “Looks like we scared both her and that grumpy old lady out of their wits. We’re the best!”

Little Evan clapped his chubby hands and chimed in, his voice still babyish, “We scared Garcia away! Now Grumpy Granny won’t find anyone to have babies for our daddy!”

Their driver, Louis, glanced at the four little rascals in the rearview mirror, then at the chaos erupting in the manor behind them. With a sigh, he wiped the cold sweat from his brow.