Chapter 1461 - 1401: Prank

Curly walked in, came to the bedside, and saw the true face of the mistress.

The mistress wasn’t even as pretty as Tessa, Curly was puzzled and asked, "She’s not as pretty as Tessa? Why would the scumbag cheat?"

Leanne said, "Seeking excitement, probably. Men, as long as it’s not their own woman, they’d sleep with a pig. This woman, she actually has quite the influence at home, those two sleazebags hit it off and got together."

"Auntie Leanne, strip her clothes off."

Leanne looked at Curly with horror, and without any power, relied on the weak flashlight, Leanne looked at Curly, the more she saw, the more terrifying it was.

Oh my gosh, she couldn’t write horror novels, she’d scare herself to death instead of the readers; high-intelligence detective novels, she couldn’t write either, how would she live afterward?

"You’re not thinking of having me assault her, are you? I don’t have the guts, even if I wanted to."

Curly frowned at her, "What are you talking about? I just want to cover her in runes."

"Huh?"

"I want to scare her into a mental breakdown, for Tessa’s revenge!" Curly said.

"Scared the hell out of me, I thought you wanted to..."

Curly interrupted Tessa, asking, "How does assault work? Hit her?"

Leanne felt her scalp tingling, no wonder Sienna always said, don’t corrupt their Curly, this...

"You’ll understand these things when you grow up," Leanne muttered.

"I want to know now." Curly stubbornly said.

"Not now, you’re still young, children shouldn’t know."

"Why not?"

If this topic is pursued, it will go on endlessly, Leanne changed the subject and asked, "What kind of runes are you going to draw on her?"

"Cursed runes."

"You believe in that stuff?"

"As long as she believes in it."

Leanne stripped the mistress’s clothes off bare, shockingly found stretch marks on the woman’s belly, this mistress had given birth, and Tessa committed suicide for such a mistress.

Leanne really felt it wasn’t worth it for her.

"Does this really work?"

"Just imagine, wake up tomorrow morning covered in runes, how would you feel?"

Leanne thought about it, replied, "I’d be scared witless."

Curly took out a brush and painted all those runes memorized in her head across the woman’s body.

It wasn’t hard, Curly used to love drawing on Adrian’s body, to make it look realistic, Curly painted slowly, took half an hour, wrist aching in pain, only then finished.

The mistress was covered in crimson runes, suddenly the power came back, Leanne saw the runes all over her and got a fright.

"This is too frightening."

"That’s the effect we want."

Curly took a final look at the woman before her, thinking of the woman’s wicked deeds, Curly felt this "prank" was too mild.

With her work done, Curly put the little black cat back in the bag, cleaned up the things she brought, and took Leanne away.

"Let’s go."

"Could you wipe off your red lips and ketchup on your face?"

"I think I look fabulous."

Leanne: ...

...

Leanne drove Curly back home, on the way encountering a woman in a white dress blocking the road, Leanne didn’t dare stop the car.

Leanne wondered if the mistress was scared, but she herself was certainly frightened.

In the car, Curly wiped off the lipstick and ketchup from her face, while on the phone with Adrian.

"...I didn’t do much, just gave the mistress a scare... Anyway, scaring someone to death doesn’t need formal accountability."

"..."

"Dad, Tessa was my friend, now that she’s died so unjustly, if I don’t avenge her, she’ll keep haunting me."

Leanne said, "Bah, bah, dead girl, childish words mean nothing, childish words mean nothing."

"Auntie Leanne, you’re such a coward." Curly comforted Adrian on the phone, seeing Leanne’s frightened face.

"Rude girl..." Leanne suddenly braked, stopping the car, Curly, secured in the safety seat, was fine.

"Auntie Leanne, what’re you doing?"

"Curly, look ahead, who is it?"

Curly followed Leanne’s gaze, seeing "Tessa", Curly felt a chill all over, "Is that Tessa? Or a ghost?"

Leanne complained, "These matters of ghosts and spirits shouldn’t be meddled with, now look, we’ve encountered a ghost."

Curly observed the woman, found she had a large belly, long hair, resembling Tessa but not quite.

"Auntie Leanne, she has a shadow, ghosts don’t have shadows, right?"

The woman stood under a streetlamp, indeed having a shadow behind her, at that moment a medium-height man came from the Supermarket, holding a large shopping bag.

The man hugged the woman’s waist, the woman’s hand resting on her belly, both looking blissful as they left in the car.

Not a ghost, just a woman who looked like Tessa.

Leanne couldn’t help but think, if Tessa hadn’t died, she’d be this happy too.

Leanne said, "Curly, there are too many scumbags in this world, be sure to choose wisely when finding a boyfriend."

Curly responded, "I’m not afraid of scumbags!"

Leanne turned to look at her, saying, "That’s right, even if we come across them, we’ll make them pay!"

...

Tessa has died.

As Leanne said, aside from her parents, no one will remember her, eventually James Winslow will marry and have children, gradually forgetting her too.

Time is cruel like that.

Actually, if Tessa were alive, no matter how deep her feelings for the scumbag were, she’d eventually forget.

...

After finishing up the matters concerning Tessa, Sienna noticed that Kiya still hadn’t returned, Kiya had been gone for over a week now.

At noon, Pauline said Claire wasn’t feeling well, so Sienna left the company early to head home.

She stopped by Paige’s shop, Paige was busy packing a batch of porcelain to be shipped to Abyanabad.

"Sister-in-law, why are you here?"

Sienna carried a delicate box of pastries, seeing Paige busy and knowing she hadn’t eaten.

"I left work early today, just passing by, came across a bakery with some good pastries, brought some for you. You haven’t eaten yet, have you?"

"No, I haven’t. Thanks, I’m quite hungry."

Paige handed the remaining work over to other staff, took the pastries, and brought Sienna upstairs to her office.

Paige’s office also had many porcelains, lots of green plants, with sunlight streaming in, warm, making one reluctant to move.

"Even when busy, make sure to eat, getting sick is uncomfortable."

"Got it, okay."

Paige nibbled on the pastries, "This mung bean cake is delicious."

"I’ll buy more for you next time."

"Sure." Paige wasn’t shy with her.

"Oh, by the way, what’s Kiya busy with in Abyanabad? Why hasn’t he returned from Abyanabad yet?"