NOVPUBChapter 926: 445 Danger_3 Chapter 926: 445 Danger_3 During Mr.
Hart’s last birthday banquet, the feast was set in Groove Hall, and several large yards were not open.
Nobody wandered around.
This time Mika Garden was opened, and someone got lost.
If someone died, it could not be any better.
Aubree Groove would never wash away the guilt even in death.
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Silvia Hayes thought about it and suddenly asked, “What’s the story behind Dreamy Villa?”
She wasn’t really clear about this.
“Silvia Hayes, you really asked the right question.
My uncle wanted to buy Dreamy Villa before and sent someone to investigate.
I was fortunate enough to know a bit.”
“Dreamy Villa was once a vacation house of a princess from the previous dynasty.
This princess was reportedly very cruel and pitiless.
She particularly loved collecting beautiful men from all around the world, hiding them in the villa.
Anyone who didn’t listen to her, she would lock them up and torture them terribly.
Have you ever heard of the Fan Punishment?”
Silvia Hayes glanced at her.
“This was an inhumane punishment invented by the princess, where the skin of attractive men was peeled off intact to make fans.
These fans were as thin as cicada wings and retained the man’s allure.
Hence, they were called Beauty Fans. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
The princess particularly loved collecting these fans to the degree that it was petrifying.”
Despite the warmth of Groove Hall, Silvia Hayes felt the hair on her skin rise and a chill on her back.
“Do you find this Mika Garden beautiful?
There is also a tragic myth about love here; it is nonsense, made up by the princess, just to conceal her atrocities.
It was said that each time she killed someone, she would bury the body underground and plant a plum tree on top.
The more beautiful the plum blossoms, the more gruesome they were.
How many people must have been killed for this ten-mile-long May Forest?”
Jenny Linggo couldn’t help but shudder as she spoke.
The more she talked the more horrifying it became.
“This Dreamy Villa has too many wrongful souls, it often had hauntings, and later I don’t know how it was marketed into a scenic area.”
“Hauntings?” Silvia Hayes asked.
“Yes, people disappeared, were mysteriously killed and were trapped by ghosts.
I remember about a decade ago, there was a case of death.
A tourist fell from a mountain.
After investigation, the police identified it as a suicide, but that person never had any tendencies of depression.
Afterward, Dreamy Villa was not open to the public.
I think it was Digby Hart who smoothed things over, and now, surprisingly, it has fallen into Aubree Groove’s hands.
She even dared arrange such a big event here, it seems she doesn’t know the rumors about this place.”
Probably no one present knew about it.
Negative news about Dreamy Villa was suppressed hard.
If it wasn’t for her uncle who wanted to purchase Dreamy Villa, and had made an effort to inquire about it, she wouldn’t know either.
“Do you have Lexi Benz’s number?” Silvia Hayes asked.
“Yes.”
“Call her.”
Jenny Linggo dialed Lexi Benz’s number.
The automated voice message indicated the number was out of service.
She then called Solene Moore, her number was also out of service.
Silvia Hayes curved her lips slightly, “Should we call the police?”
Jenny Linggo hesitated slightly, “Silvia Hayes, if we call the police won’t we create a big scene?
It will be hard to handle later.”
“Right, let’s wait a bit longer then.”
Silvia Hayes took a sip from her teacup, glanced at the frowning Madam Elijah, and smirked.
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“What…
what is this?”
Through the cavern, there were two trails.
Aubree Groove chose the one on the right.
The farther they went, the narrower the path was.
When they finally came out of the cavern, Dallyn was stunned by the sight before her.
Cells were scattered one after the other in sequence, as far as the eye could see, exactly like the prisons of ancient times depicted in TV dramas.
There was a small window in the upper right corner of the cell which let in a streak of light, preventing total darkness.
Therefore, Dallyn could clearly see the scene in the cell and helplessly began to retch in a corner.
Aubree Groove pushed open the wooden door of the cell and walked right in.
“Mistress, don’t…
eurgh.” once again Dallyn shamelessly started to vomit, almost as if she was about to vomit up last night’s dinner.
The air quality in this place was so bad that Dallyn couldn’t bear it for a minute.
She didn’t know how Mistress could stand this, and when she saw Aubree Groove unmoved, squatting in front of that thing and even reaching out to it…
Dallyn widened her eyes in shock, disregarding her discomfort.
Compared to the Mistress, she was indeed too finicky.
A panting Gideon Moore came over and was equally shocked seeing the scene.
“The Mistress…
the Mistress is too bold.”
Dallyn gave him a look, “You have the nerve to say, what on earth is going on?”
In the cell was a dried corpse sitting against the wall, no one knew how many years it had been there.
It was long ago dried up.
Gideon Moore shook his head, “I have been at Dreamy Villa for so many years, I have never been over here, and I knew even less about there being a corpse inside.”
Without changing her expression, Aubree Groove examined the dried corpse, “A male, aged around twenty-five, about one meter and eighty, death…
roughly three hundred years ago.”
As Aubree Groove finished speaking, Dallyn was the first one to jump up.
