The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 558

Chapter 558: Chapter 558: How Do You Prove You Are Yourself?

Ariel Zimmerman, trembling, retrieved the Amulet Paper, watching as the once vibrant Talisman Paper dulls visibly.

She hung the amulet back around her neck, forcing herself to remain calm, then dialed Gregory Xander’s phone number.

After explaining the situation and receiving his assurance that he would come over tomorrow morning, Ariel finally relaxed a little.

Just then, she heard the assistant’s voice outside again.

This time, it was clearly the real assistant.

But Ariel still didn’t plan to open the door for her,

"I’m fine, go back and rest. Tell the director I’m taking a leave tomorrow."

She didn’t dare to open the door.

Ariel decided she wouldn’t open the door until Gregory arrived tomorrow.

That thing was obviously coming straight for her.

With no one to rely on, she had to protect herself.

That night, Ariel spent it replaying videos over and over.

The video was a screen recording of the show edited by previous internet users.

Besides Scarlett Jennings’s chanting album, there was Gregory Xander’s version of the Golden Light Spell.

This is solely contemporary netizen wisdom.

It’s okay if you can’t memorize it, as long as your phone memory’s enough.

Luckily, she remained safe throughout the night after that incident.

Ariel didn’t manage to catch a wink until dawn, curled at the edge of her bed.

She was woken by the knocking at the door.

It was still that knock, without rhythm, one after another, making Ariel’s heart tremble.

She knew that "Ghost" had come again outside.

Though unsure how it dared act during daylight, Ariel couldn’t pretend she hadn’t heard it.

Holding the amulet around her neck, she moved step by step to the door.

Listening to the other party still knocking steadily.

This time, she chose not to use the amulet, but took a deep breath, then shouted at the door,

"Stop knocking! You’ve been knocking all night! Are you a woodpecker?!"

The knocking outside suddenly ceased upon her words, evidently not expecting her reaction.

Shouldn’t she be scared?

Having gone through the screen recording all night, Ariel, though trembling inside, kept telling herself not to be cowardly.

Evander Simpson mentioned that everyone has innate Yang Fire, which diminishes when engulfed in fear, letting ghosts invade.

So facing such intentionally fearsome ghosts, what she needs to do is—

Cuss it out!

"What do you want, following me every day?! Are you a stalker?! Staring at me with those dead eyes, don’t think I’ll be afraid of you!"

"I’m Ariel Zimmerman! Since my debut, when wasn’t I watched by others? With your dead fish eyes, I wouldn’t even blink if they fell to the ground!"

"Where did you come from? A stray ghost or a bred one? Wandering to scare people, have you registered in the Underworld? Does the Security Bureau know?!"

"Let me tell you, I have connections in the Security Bureau and Taoism Academy! Keep thumping outside, and see if I don’t call someone from the Security Bureau to capture you?!"

Ariel, usually restrained, seldom cursed like this, and even found herself becoming more fluent the more she cursed, adopting the confrontational manner from TV dramas, swearing at the door for a full half-hour, until she worked up a sweat.

Especially whenever the other party prepared to knock, she’d curse even louder.

Exuding the determination to make the ghost wish it could reincarnate on the spot.

Adhering to the principle that if she was fiercer, the ghost would have to cower before her.

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