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Chapter 756 - 750: Clearing the Fog (Part 1)

Susan Lewis listened, her already pale face instantly turned purple, looking around, fearing to see her dead husband.

"I, I don’t believe you, you’re talking nonsense."

Tiana Thorne lazily curved her lips into a smile: "He’s lying on your shoulders, clutching your ears, staring at you menacingly, ready to drag you down the path to the underworld at any moment."

Upon hearing this, Susan Lewis went completely mad: "Impossible, impossible."

Tiana gently licked her lips, then widened her eyes: "Oh, he even wiped his snot with his thumb and smeared it on your clothes."

Hearing this, Susan finally couldn’t help but scream,

This time, she completely believed Tiana. She had always loathed Eugene Jennings because he would always wipe his snot on her.

She felt nauseated.

At this moment, the feeling of disgust was gone, replaced only by fear, her legs buckled, and with a thud, she fell to her knees.

Terrified, she shook her head frantically: "Please, spare me, please, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

The atmosphere became somewhat grim and terrifying, everyone turned to Tiana Thorne.

She sighed and shrugged, saying: "Mr. Jennings said he won’t spare you, unless you’re dead."

"I was wrong, wrong, really wrong, I’ll never harm others again, I’ll go burn more offerings at your grave, so you can live in comfort in the afterlife, please, for the sake of our past as husband and wife, spare me."

Tiana let out a snort of laughter, her eyes filled with indifference.

Susan Lewis looked at her, as if seeing a lifeline: "Miss Thorne, what did he say, has he left?"

Tiana gestured towards the air above Susan’s head, and then said: "Mr. Jennings said, during the wedding vows, he promised to stay together forever, for better or worse, rest assured, he won’t leave."

"Boo hoo hoo..."

Susan Lewis trembled in terror, crying in despair.

Just then, the police arrived.

Isaac Ford handed her over to the police and provided a basic sketch of a new suspect.

A middle-aged man, very charismatic.

After everyone left, May Sloane still felt a bit eerie and quietly asked: "Tiana, is her husband really hanging on her?"

Everyone else in the room turned to look at her.

Tiana shook her head: "No, but making her believe her husband’s ghost clings to her is enough."

Brilliant!

Rouge Jarvis couldn’t help but shake her head and chuckle, prison is only a physical punishment, the real punishment that pierces the soul is psychological.

Susan Lewis will live every day in fear of her husband clinging to her as a ghost, likely driving her insane in no time in her cell.

"It’s really scary to say the least, not just for guilt-ridden Susan Lewis, but I almost believed it too."

After all, Tiana’s fortune-telling had dug out all of her dirty deeds.

Tiana smiled: "It seems I’ve achieved my desired effect."

May Sloane nodded repeatedly: "Mm-hmm."

At that moment, she glanced at Rouge Jarvis who seemed lost in thought, her uneasy heart slightly sinking.

"Mom, based on Susan Lewis’s descriptions, can you think of anyone like that around?"

Even unwilling to discuss this, they had no choice but to ask so far.

Rouge Jarvis looked up at her, her fox-like eyes filled with a bit of melancholy: "There is one person who fits the description."