Chapter 18: Chapter 18 - 18: The Time Has Not Yet Come 2

18 Chapter 18: The Time Has Not Yet Come 2

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Alexander’s originally gloomy face turned completely dark!

The phrase “ghost possession” was indeed hard to stomach.

Zack Wallace broke out in a cold sweat, babbling, “I meant… the soul returning to the body, uh, uh, uh, the unity of the human soul! Yes, the unity of the human soul!”

Alexander withdrew his gaze and coldly instructed, “Keep an eye on May Francis. Before it’s successful, I don’t want to see any damage to the vessel. When we find Mr. Ghost Hayes, arrange for him to perform another ritual.”

Zack quickly nodded in agreement and cautiously said, “Sir, if there are no other orders, I’ll go make the arrangements now.”

Alexander’s brow furrowed, “Pick a company under the group and give me a random position.”

Always being nagged by Atra Blanc about not being serious, he would also find it annoying.

Zack understood the hidden meaning, knowing that Alexander no longer wanted to pretend to be a playboy. However, Alexander’s real identity was too sensitive, so it would be best to arrange a suitable job for him in public.

Moreover, this job had to be an idle one, they couldn’t really expect him to go to work and punch in every day.

“We can arrange a deputy general manager position at Evertrust Property. We recently acquired a batch of internet technology companies, and the president’s positions are vacant. What do you think…”

Alexander looked at him as if he were an idiot, “My first job is as a president?”

Zack squeezed out a flattering smile, “Sir, aren’t other positions too demeaning for you? If you’re worried about being suspected, we can acquire a small company and just say you started your own business. No one will doubt that.”

Rich trust fund kids love to do this, using their pocket money to set up a company and being the boss, glamorous in appearance, regardless of profitability.

Zack’s suggestion was in line with Alexander’s public persona.

“Go ahead and make the arrangements.” Alexander stopped looking at him, leaned back on the sofa, and lit another cigarette for himself.

Zack knew he was in a bad mood and dared not stay any longer to upset him, so he quickly left the room.

Alexander’s thoughts were agitated.

He held the cigarette, walked to the desk, and picked up the photo frame on it—

The person in the photo was Suzanne Saunders, who looked much younger than her actual age, dressed as a student with an innocent look.

Alexander looked at the smiling girl in the photo, his breathing slightly heavier.

Suzanne, where are you…

…

Late at night, loneliness and darkness were only accompanied by the chirping of insects.

Purple Summers’s first night sleeping in the small western-style building was not peaceful.

She dreamed of the starry summer night when she died.

That day was the first anniversary of her marriage to Nathaniel Summers.

Due to the company’s difficulties, Nathaniel hadn’t relaxed for a long time. Perhaps to make up for it, he had a sudden idea to throw a party on a luxury yacht and invited some of their closest friends and relatives.

The yacht was anchored in the middle of the river, and everyone gathered to drink and have fun.

Her assistant Jade Carlson found her and told her that Nathaniel had prepared a mysterious gift for her at the bow of the boat.

She went to the bow as invited but didn’t see Nathaniel, so she leaned against the railing and waited quietly while admiring the night view of the river.

As a result, someone pushed her off the boat from behind…

How pathetic.

She had caught so many criminals in her lifetime but ended up being killed by someone without even knowing who the murderer was.

This dream made Purple feel very uncomfortable.

She woke up clutching her chest and opened her eyes, suddenly seeing countless horrifying ghost faces floating around the room! Utterly terrifying and horrifying!

“Aaaaahhh!—” Purple screamed in fear at the sight before her!