Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford )

Chapter 667

They gradually stopped exchanging handwritten letters.

I flipped through the contents of the box, but I couldn't find any other letters between the two of them. Everything else in the basement seemed to have gradually lost any traces of Sarah's presence.

That meant that she had disappeared in this villa while waiting for Andy.

The basement was filled with the things Sarah had used-even the cosmetics from the past era that had been used a little and then left to dry up in their bottles over time.

I carefully looked around the basement. It was eerily huge as the villa itself was huge. I was currently three levels down the basement. It felt spacious and terrifying.

I saw another box at a corner no further away. Upon opening it, I took a glance and recognized the person in the photo-it was Ms. Ewing when she was younger.

She wasn't pretty when she was younger. There was a total of three people in the photo-Sarah, Andy, and Ms. Ewing.

She was smiling at the camera, standing behind the two of them. I could tell that she was rather young back then-around her late teens. She was probably one of the household staff in this villa.

As compared to Ms. Ewing, Sarah was simply breathtaking in the photo. In a time when beauty filters did not exist, she was truly stunning in this old photo.

There were some daily necessities and a diary in Ms. Ewing's box. The early entries were filled with everyday details, but the only highlight was her envy of Sarah and Andy's relationship.

Ms. Ewing wrote, "Mr. Lincoln truly pampers Ms. Leigh a lot. He buys her an entire wardrobe of expensive clothes just for her. He even gifted her the expensive cosmetics and jewelry that I've only seen on TV.

"He also makes sure to get the finest ingredients delivered daily. The life of a wealthy wife is truly enviable." She also wrote, "Mr. Lincoln is such a fine man. Ms. Leigh has been staying here for over half a year now, and he's only here to keep her company. Not once did he ever do something else. He said he'd only get intimate with Ms. Leigh after their marriage.

"It's really rare to find someone like him. I'm not even sure what I could do to find someone like Mr. Lincoln." At the end of the diary, Ms. Ewing wrote, 'Ms. Leigh has disappeared. She probably left the villa in a fit of anger. Mr. Lincoln treats her so well, yet she still ran away. She even told me to run and not to trust anyone. She told me that there were evil spirits here. She must have lost her mind!"

Chills ran down my spine after reading it. Was this villa haunted?

Suddenly, I heard a crunching noise coming from behind me. Alerted, I stood up and shone my flashlight over in that direction.

A shadow flashed by, emitting a strange noise

My chest tightened as I slowly moved over. Fear began to spread within me, and it felt oddly unsettling.

"I'm scared, Steven!" Iinstinctively screamed for Steven when the light hit the wall and an eerie shadow appeared.

But I immediately calmed down as soon as I screamed.

Who exactly was Steven?

"Who's there?" I warily asked the shadow hiding in the corner.

The figure did not reply to me but continued to make a crunching noise.

Ibraved myself and walked over, nearly vomiting in disgust. Crouched in the corner was a woman dressed in

a filthy nightgown with messy hair. She was eating a rat raw.

"Who are you?" I asked tentatively.

She suddenly froze, turning over eerily and staring right at me.

Upon seeing me, she lunged at me as if crazed. "Die! All of you should die!"

She knocked me into the ground, and I hit my head hard.

I could make out her face under the dim lights. Time hadn't left too much of its marks on her face. I figured that she was Sarah Leigh-the original owner of this villa.

Why was she living such a bizarre life in the basement?